I’ll be flying solo this weekend because Hubby is on his way to spend the weekend BMX racing. I hope he rides safe and well. Meanwhile, tomorrow will be Jay’s* first day of basketball AND Mae’s* first day in a social skills playgroup. Basketball is scheduled to end just 30 minutes before playgroup begins 20 miles away. As much as I’m looking forward to watching a bunch of 3- and 4-year olds dribble and shoot, and getting started on structured and guided play lessons for the 1st grader, the timing is so not in our favor. On the way home from school, I explained to both of them that Daddy will be out-of-town, we have a lot to do this weekend, and I’ll need 100% cooperation. That’s not too much to ask, right?
I’ll have my “distraction bag” — books, crayons, Nintendo DS, Leapster 2, and snacks. As I got them ready for bed, I told them that tomorrow is going to be an awesome day. (As a little insurance, I extended the carrot — lunch out — if the first part of the day goes well. I bet I’ll have to remind them umpteen times by mid-morning. Oh, well . . . it is what it is and we’ll work it out.)
*I won’t be using the kids’ real names in this blog.
(P.S. Today is actually January 7, and I don’t know why the date above says January 8. I’m running out of energy, so I’m going to leave it be.)