Okay, so today's my daughter's birthday...she turned 12. So, our morning is starting out pretty good. She's up on time, she's happy (it's her birthday after all), she gets dressed and eats her breakfast and brushes her teeth and her cupcakes are packed. All good.
1 minute before the bus comes, the poop starts hitting the fan.
1. I'm handed a permission slip for her 6th graduation and after-party...due 2 days ago.
2. She hasn't put her shoes on because she can't get them untied from the day before (yes, admit it, we all do it...take our shoes off without untying them first).
3. I'm running around trying to get together the cash needed for the party, fill out the permission slip, and get her to sign it.
4. The bus has arrived.
I'm stuffing money and paper into an envelope, she's screaming at me to help untie her shoe (I non-politely decline...see #3 above), and the bus is patiently idling at the end of our driveway.
I cram the envelope into her hand and she runs for the bus. I am chasing the dog who has managed to escape from the house.
Sounds like we made it, eh?
1 hour later, I get The Phone Call.
"Can you bring me my shoe?"
"Yeah, I came to school with only one shoe on."
"How could you go to school with only one shoe on?!?"
This was obviously a stupid-mom question, because I get the typical kid-answer: "I don't know."
I mean, seriously, who goes to school (or work or anywhere) with one shoe on??
Wait. Don't answer that.
Thankfully for my Shoeless Wonder, I happened to have taken the day off today, and was able to drive to school and hand in her shoe. Of course, I just *had* to ask the Principal..."Have you ever had a kid show up to school with one shoe?"
I bet you can guess the answer!