Really, it was fun. We museumed, we played. At one point on Friday there were seven children in my house.
But on Monday morning, I was so looking forward to going to the fabric store ALL BY MYSELF. I took the older children to school. It was lovely. I got the third one ready.
We had to leave early, because I was worried that I wouldn't make it out of my neighborhood before I ran out of gas -- and the night before I had just said that I'd never EVER run out of gas. So I was pretty sure that Monday was my day. Alas, we made it. We headed up to his school. As I turned the corner, I gasped.
THERE WAS NO ONE ELSE THERE. Except one other slacker mom who didn't read the memo. Who had the same exact horrified expression on her face. The slo-mo "NOOOOOOOOO!!"
Yeah. Christian Preschool, Easter Monday = No School.
I told the littlest one that he could eat his lunch, that Mommy needed a Starbucks. And that he better be a good boy at the fabric store.
Tomorrow, school. For all THREE children.