SCHEDULE CONFLICT SITUATION

I mentioned yesterday that there was a schedule conflict with last weekends activities. When the schedule came out on Thursday showing her performance time for both Saturday and Sunday as 9:30 am, I struggled through the schedule conflict. Colson had basketball pictures at 7:40 and a game at 8:15. Wes was in town but he never handles anything as big as basketball pictures (I know it’s not really big, but trust me it’s all in the perspective). So my first thought was to have Jennifer take the girls down and I’d leave right after pictures and be there in time to watch them perform. When I told my plan to Jennifer she said that’s silly. It’s a 4 minute routine that they are doing AGAIN on Sunday. She was going to handle it all….great! So when I told Calli that on Friday night, her face twisted up in the most awful way and tears emerged. I explained the situation and assured her I’d be there Sunday. She kept herself somewhat composed and then went to Colson and sobbed her heart out. Of course Colson was clueless. “Huh? What? Why are you crying?” interjected in between her gasps for breath. What do I do? I can’t believe she is crying over this I thought. Then Wes came up with a great idea. He would go. He planned on going to this one anyways with us so he could just go on his own. When I tucked Calli in that night, she began to wimper again. I explained that I had never missed any of her competitions in 2 years. I had never missed any of her soccer games and in fact there was very little I ever missed of hers. I reminded her that I would see her on Sunday, when it counted more. She softly said that Daddy had told her that maybe he could go and went to sleep.

The next morning when I woke her up at 5:15 AM her eyes weren’t even open when she again told me that Daddy said if he felt good, he would go. That’s funny I didn’t know he was sick but whatever. I reassured her that he would be there. At 6:00 when we left her face dropped. Colson and Wes were snoozing in the bed and she said “I guess Daddy isn’t coming” I explained that he would come for the performance but that Jennifer was taking her for the early warm up time. A smile came to her face. Whew, we dodged another bullet there. And that river of tears would have been a little messy with the glittered eyes and mascara lashes. Wes made it in time and all was well!

NOTE TO THE READER(S) THAT THINK(S) I’M THE MEANEST MOM IN THE WORLD….Had Wes not decided to go, I probably would have gone back to the original plan and hiked it down to Reliant to see her 4 minute routine. You can give me back my mom of the year award.