It's been a hectic week with volleyball games, dance chaperoning, track practices starting, working, school parties, and my husband going out of town. I have been trying to fight off a migraine.
as I've been told that is how "Yankees" say Mardi Gras). I came home for an hour before running my daughter to practice. While she's at the gym, my son and I run to Target to get him shoes for track. We return to the gym to pick up my daughter, but we had to wait about ten minutes. I talked with another mom while my son played with the stray volleyballs. My daughter and I started to walk out of the gym only to realize that I left my son in the gym. I'm losing it . . . again!