A Classic "Me" Moment

Sorry, I know all my posts and Facebook updates have been about nothing but children's theatre, and this one will be no different. However, I do enjoy a good laugh at myself and then I enjoy sharing it with others, so I just had to post this.

Since the second week in June, I have had three daughters in three different theatre classes. The schedules themselves have been pretty straightforward, though. In the morning, it alternates daily between the two younger girls from 9-11 a.m. After lunch, Natalie has a daily rehearsal. A lot of driving is involved, but I do think who goes where at what time has been easy. This week has been a little more disruptive because the little girls have had performances in addition to their classes and Natalie has had to be 10-15 minutes early to her rehearsals for some extra practice time. However, I've successfully juggled it all thus far and have been celebrating ONE.MORE.SHOW for the littles since last night.

So, I woke up this morning and quickly got Elisa out of bed for her very last class. She got up cheerfully whic doesn't often happen and enjoyed keeping me company while I got ready. I was especially pleased that she and I were dressed, showered, and ready to leave the house five minutes before it was time to go. And that's when Caroline came to me in her pj's and messed-up hair and informed me that I had awakened, fed, and dressed the wrong kid. Elisa's last class was YESTERDAY and today was HER last class. Oops! So, Caroline dashed into her clothes, grabbed a granola bar for the car, and Elisa wailed in protest because "Mommy you SAID it was MY class today!" So I rushed Caroline to the car for her class and Elisa came so that she could see she wasn't missing anything. Fortunately, we still got there before class got started and everyone had a good laugh at my mistake-myself included.

Natalie's take on all of this: "Mom, I hope you aren't getting Alzheimer's or something."

Me too, kid. Me too.