Not in a bad sense, but in hind sight, I could of handled the situation a whole lot better than I did.
STORY TIME!
Yesterday morning was like every other. I got up an hour before everyone else, got the kids clothes and lunches together, and then got them up and ready to start the day.
So me and their father brought them to school, and as usual he dropped me and 2 kids off, while he took the oldest to the middle school. Same as usual. nothing different….yet.
Now children 2 and 3 always go to the breakfast program. In this school it is encouraged that all children attend the program, so that no one child is singled out for not having breakfast that morning, and to give all children their best start to the day.
Side note: I don’t really understand why mine go, because they always have a full breakfast each morning before they go to school. I think it may be for the yogurt drinks.
Anyhow, today they decided to go together, 2 would wait with me until 3 came back down from putting his backpack in his locker and changing his sneakers. Mistake number 1. I foolishly said I would wait with 2 until 3 came back, which took forever.
so I told 2 to go on and that when 3 came down I would let him know that she was gone on to the cafeteria. Somewhere in between ok mom, and I love you, in my sleep deprived mind, I told 2 that I would wait for her to come out to give her one last hug before she went on to class. Mistake Number 2.
3 came down the hall as slowly as possible, talking to anyone who would make contact with him along the way. He is a very social animal and will befriend anyone willing to look his way.
By this time I should of already high tailed it out of the school, but oh no not me, foolishly as he walked by not noticing me at all or the fact that his sister had gone on without him, I had to call out to him to grab his attention to let him know that his sister was already gone in. Mistake Number 3. He couldn’t of cared less that I was wasting my morning standing in the main entrance to the school. He went on in and with 3 mins was out again and back on his merry way upstairs. Meanwhile, I am left standing there wondering where 2 is.
After everything was said and done, she comes skipping out of the cafeteria not taking notice that I was still standing there and I had to call out to her for her to come get her hug.
By the time I got out of the school, their father was wondering if I got lost. I sat in the van, and just shook my head in bewilderment as to how stunned I was to wait around for 2 kids who were perfectly fine. I could have been out of the school 20 minutes before I actually was, and out doing all the errands that I had to run yesterday.
MORAL OF THE STORY Â
From now on, they get 1 hug each from me and sent on their merry ways for the day, and I high tail it out of there like a cat on a hot tin roof. I make my butt move it out before one of my lovely little angels can snag me into staying longer than I need to.
I love all 3 of my children with all of my heart, but I don’t need to be standing around a school entrance waiting on them all morning when I will be back there at 2:30 pm to pick them up.