I know, I know. It’s only February 20. I think I make a pretty compelling case, however. I would like to hereby submit my application for Mother Of The Year 2009. Please see below for the details. I’m pretty sure I’ve got this one in the bag.
On Wednesday, we woke up and got ready for school. Little Miss gets on her bus around 8:30 or 8:40 or 8:45 or 9:05 or whenever the bus feels like showing up. I then take Mister Man to daycare by 9 to go to his kindergarten class there and begin work. From there, the school district handles getting Little Miss from preschool to daycare and Mister Man from daycare to preschool. I just need to make sure they’re picked up before the daycare closes.
When I looked out the window that fateful morning, it was raining. I checked the thermometer, and it was in the high thirties. Given how hard it was raining, I decided the right call was Wellies and raincoats for both wee ones. They happily put them on, we went on our merry way, and that was that.
Exept for one small issue. By the time the afternoon rolled around, it looked something like this outside:
Just in case you can’t see it too well, here’s another image. Yes, that’s snow. And yes, that’s an accumulation on the ground. You can’t see that it’s now seventeen degrees.
Yep, by the time the wee ones got home, it was most definitely parka weather. But not for my wee ones. Nope, they were in their spring raincoats and wellies. Yeah….
Next time, I’m checking the weather forecast. I promise! In the meantime, I’m a shoo-in, aren’t I?