Today was an "off" day for me. Who am I kidding..everyday is an off day for me. Those of you who know me very well know that I often say "I don't do normal". I first off did not go on my morning run because I started doing a new "insane" exercise the past couple of nights so I'm pretty much walking like I'm 90 years old this week. So my normal..there I go saying normal. My usual routine was off track from not getting up before the roosters to go out and run. My husband spoils me rotten by always taking our dear daughter to school every morning and today he goes and throws a monkey in the wrench or however you say it and had a meeting early this morning and I had to take her. So I wake the boy up and just told him to put on what he was wearing yesterday so we can hurry and get his sister to school. We come back and I finally have my cup of coffee. So he's wide awake and ready to go now. He eats his breakfast, kisses me and runs out the door. Then finally about 15 minutes later I realize the boy never changed into his fresh, clean school clothes. The boy went through all the trouble to make sure I smelled his toothpaste breath and had me sign his homework book but never changed his clothes. So after debating over it for a little bit I decided to spare him from being picked on or laughed at or who am I kidding...didn't want his teacher to think I just let my kid walk out the door with the same clothes on(even though I did)..don't judge! So I take his shirt to school, they call him down to the office and he's looking at me like I have two heads. "What are you doing here?" I brought you new clothes. "Why?" Mikey..look at your clothes. He just stared at his chest...then it clicked. "Ohhhhhh". The boy changes and goes back to school. I rush to get to work. I come in the office and start telling pastor about my adventurous morning, he laughs and says it's normal for boys. We laugh some more and I start getting to work.
Here's when it gets better.
I start my morning routine. About a half an hour goes by and I realize that I never changed my own shirt!!!! I was wearing the same shirt from Monday. I was rushing to get my daughter out the door and I just grabbed that shirt and intended to get changed into the new shirt when I came home. Oh dear Lord, I just did the very same thing that the boy did! I was literally banging my head on my desk when I realized the child did that and here I am doing it! He learned it from watching me!
Praise The Lord!
