Wednesday, January 2, 2008

The Blue Belt of Happiness

I admit, after 11 days with no school, it is a little daunting for EVERYONE to get back in the groove, even Mom. But I shook off the haze of eggnog and fruitcake (okay, actually Mike's Hard Lime and peanut butter M&Ms) and woke up at 5 today to kickstart my day with a spin class. I congratulated myself that I had already packed the backpacks last night and made the lunches before leaving the house at 5:45. After the kids were on the bus, I showered, ran three loads of laundry, loaded the dishwasher, made beds, put clean laundry away, packed the TaeKwonDo bag and my 4th grader's diorama in the back of the van, and went to meet a friend for a mid-morning movie and lunch (sinful, yes, but after my super-organized morning I deserved it, no?) After lunch, I ran a few more errands, picked the kids up at school, dropped off the diorama, swung through Dunkin'Donuts for a fat-free latte and a snack for the kids, then delivered them to their TaeKwonDo class. I'm QUEEN OF THE WORLD...

That is until my 4th grader noticed that I had packed his PURPLE belt instead of his BLUE belt. Quel horror! Now I'm lower than pig sh*t! Oh the tears, the red face, those hurtful three little words (no, not "That's okay Mom", but "I HATE YOU!") All this because I accidentally busted him down a rank?

Apparently the blue bird of happiness is a myth. You want real happiness? Pack the blue belt.

3 comments:

FITFREAK said...

Can't you do ANYTHING right? Jeez! Just kidding! Oh, how we are tested day in and day out. Whoever said Motherhood was for wimps WAS a wimp! Stay tough!

Tricia said...

lunch and a movie...that sounds heavenly!

Amy said...

Wow, you're right up there with me. I forgot Sam's hockey stick for his very first hockey game. In the locker room, no stick, very unhappy child.