My day....

So, today started with a phone call from the boys, who were at football camp. Jerod informed us that Taylor had "chipped his tooth". So, I (of course) freaked out. We need to get down there! I rushed around getting everyone up and out the door, including Jeff. We got there and Taylor is on the side of the field watching. I'm thinking, OH CRAP! This must be bad! When I get to him, he shows me that one of his front teeth (baby tooth) is now wiggly and it hurts. (Nothing is chipped by the way.) Now I'm pissed that Jerod freaked me out. Great! So, he's fine and pouting because the other kids won't let him play quarterback. So, Jeff and I watch Taylor and Jerod, from a distance, and other kids we know playing around. I am trying to make it down there with my camera, but I forgot it under all the stress this morning. I will get pictures up, though.

When we got home, I was so sure it was Wednesday, that I rushed around getting ready for my PTO meeting. Yelling at the boys to get ready to go (Rachel went to a friends house). And went over to the school. I sat there for half an hour thinking "did I really get the time this wrong?" Keep in mind I am usually late to these things or I forget about them all together. So I'm a bit concerned. I call up one of the other PTO mom's and, shock!, it's Tuesday. The meeting is tomorrow. Now I'm sure I'm losing my mind. So, if anyone wants to go crazy! Come on down and join the club! We'll make up t-shirts.