That's the affectionate name for the day around our town. All of the elementary school kids have early release day EVERY Wednesday, making it always a hectic day. Today was further complicated by my older daughter calling me from the school bus to inform me that she forgot her math homework, and could I please deliver it. This is when I contemplated taking the advice of those who are trying to raise self-sufficient children, and telling her, "So sorry, maybe next time you will be more responsible", however, I remember the many times I made a similar call to *my* mom (thanks mom, BTW), and I, of course, fit the trip into our hectic morning.
I also had to rush out to buy a small treat to give out w/ Delaney's cards- I bought pencils for the other kids, but she begged me to get something more edible (and sweet), since they are allowed to give out candy. Unheard of in schools these days...
So, we managed to buy the contraband (aka - candy), but forgot to pick up the white frosting for our next task. Jake and I are making homemade heart sugar cookies to distribute to the neighbors, along w/ brownies cut into heart shapes. This would actually be a task I would enjoy except for the fact that I'm force-fitting it into my day, before I have to rush over to Jake and Emily's school to work at the birthday table- July birthdays (can't have them miss out on the fun of the birthday table, now can you??).
Last but not least, after leaving the birthday table, Jake and I are off to pick up Trey, and catch the end of his Valentine's Day party (since he is off/out of school for the next two days), and then back to Emily's school to pick her up from her science class. That leaves us exactly one & 1/2 hours to throw something into the crock pot, dig out soccer clothes (shoot, now I hope they're close to clean), before shoving the kids into possibly clean, but probably not clean soccer clothes and getting them out the door to soccer practice. (Somewhere in between all that I will also dig through Trey's Valentine's Day bag, and eat any and all dark chocolate I find, just because.) If I have an extra minute to spare, Jake and I will deliver the Valentine's treats to our neighbors because otherwise they will not last the night (my kids know how to sniff out cookies and brownies, and typically come home from soccer STARVING).
I should probably go check into the soccer clothes sitch, so I am not sending them out in smelly clothing later on today. Especially the socks-The carpool drivers will appreciate it, I'm sure!