I had the chance to pick up B from school recently, which is a rare experience for me. I insisted on a detour to CVS where we purchased both necessities (milk, Diet Coke) and non-necessities (gum and stickers). This meant that we deviated from the usual route, but change is good, right?
Last night, on a break from ranting about the raccoon sized hole in my kitchen ceiling, I told Mr how much I enjoyed getting to be a daytime Mommy. I think he secretly enjoyed bursting my bubble when he relayed the following quote from our son:
Daddy, please don’t let Mommy pick me up from school again. I like it so much better when you pick me up.
I’m not sure what I did wrong – I thought we were having a good time!