"Hey, honey, does John have practice tonight?"
"No, why?"
"Well, I wasn't going to take him to the batting cages if he also had practice."
"Oh. No, I don't think he has anything now until Thursday. They might play their first tournament game on Friday."
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah, of course I'm sure... I think."
So, Zorak took John to the batting cages for a bit of one-on-one time, some practice, and a little fun.
Aaaaaand, I just got off the phone w/ the coach's wife. "We missed y'all at practice tonight. Is everything okay?"
*wham* *wham* *wham* (beating my head on the desk) I. Am. Not. Fit. For. This. Job! "Yes, everything's fine. It's just that John's mother is a hard-core blonde sometimes."
Thankfully, all they did tonight was batting practice. *whew* Oh, and the first tournament game is tomorrow, not Friday.
Isn't that uber-organized woman with the dauntingly flawless scheduling skills who was supposed to have this job here yet? No? OK, then, I'll keep winging it, but I tell ya, they're starting to get Suspicious.
Kiss those babies!
~Dy
5 comments:
Awwww at least he has some quality 1-on-1 with daddy!
IMO they go overboard with the practicing anyway!
And it's like I forgot you were a blonde. I'm more ditzy than you are by far! ;-)
Shh. Don't tell and he might not find out!
No doubt, a better practice anyway! MUCH bigger pay off!! :-)
But I too know the horror of screwing up the schedule. I know it all too well... The giant fridge calandar helps me though, when I look at it.
Know why I haven't blogged? 'Cause I'm spending all day having ACK! moments, running to the giant dry erase calendar and muttering things like, "Monday. John 6pm girls 7:30pm, snacks!"
Then, an hour and a half later, I do it again. Today we have nothing. I know, because I've run to the kitchen twice already to check.
"Isn't that uber-organized woman with the dauntingly flawless scheduling skills who was supposed to have this job here yet?"
Sorry, Dy. You can't have her. She's due at my house first;oP
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