We All Make Mistakes

My boys are excited when I announce that we will be meeting friends at the "carousel" park. We had gone to the park the week before for the first time. The boys had been excited to go on the carousel, but it wasn't open.

Getting ready to leave for the park, a half hour drive for us, makes me feel like I am on one of those crazy obstacle course game shows. I dodge the million questions that my sons are hurling at me while I pack snacks and try to remember where the water bottles are. I risk actually taking time to pee instead of holding it for the next 4 hours, while ignoring the knocks at the door and the voice saying, "Mom, hey mom, where are my shoes, Mom?" when I know they are on his feet. I leap over the toys on the floor as I grab the sunscreen from the kitchen counter. Finally, we are out the door, 10 minutes behind schedule.

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