I was dropping the girls off when I looked up at the information board at their school. What?! They needed tutus for the Christmas program the next day. Great!
“I knew the girls had their tutus from Halloween,” Mrs. Wilson said, when she saw me staring at the board.
Oh that’s awesome and really kind of her. Unfortunately she seemed to forget that the girls’ outfits were too small and Rowan’s ripped, so the baby couldn’t use hers.
So now on top of errands for my mom today, I will have to go looking for tutus, on top of finally getting a Christmas tree.
Errands all day, trying to get a copy of the police report of the accident, which in theory sounds easy. One police station, two police stations, two different departments, all to end up with a phone number for a detective who is not at his desk who has to mail us the report.
After that fun trip, it was off to pick up the things we needed for Christmas dinner for Mort’s though I was still unsure if I was cooking at home like I did for Thanksgiving. Maybe New Year’s would be better. Hmm, decisions, decisions.
We finally get home, we’ve done no schooling because I’ve been gone all day and now it’s time for bath and bed. This isn’t how I imagined our first week day of vacation going.
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