Dude! Could I lose any more credibility as a parent? After work today I went to pick up the chick from her playdate...and when my lovely friend answered the door, her face made it very clear I was nowhere near my kid. "Emma's not here, is she?" Apparently the email reply I typed in response to her suggesting the playdate never got sent. I was looking in my inbox at her letter and thought it was weird I didn't see the little "replied" arrow next to it, but also thought she would think I was an utter moron if I sent her 80 replies so just left it alone. Glad I didn't look like a moron or anything. Duh.
I know, not a huge deal. But you don't know about last week yet. After work I went to pick up the chick from her playdate...sound familiar? Yeah...different friend though. Every time we drive past this place, Emma trills, "That's Madeline's house!" Guess what. It's not Madeline's house. So I knock on the door and when a totally strange man answers, I'm a little thrown, but no big. "Hi. I'm Emma's mom." "Oh, hello." And we stare at each other for a couple beats. Crap. "This isn't Madeline's house, is it?" I have no idea where my kid is. Nice. But, since I know I'm in the right vicinity, I go door-to-door looking for my child. Luckily, I hit it on the second try...and don't think they didn't think that was the best story of the day. Should a dork like that even be raising a child?
