So... here goes...
I have a dentist appointment today. While my Superhero coaches baseball. What to do with three kids? I am not one who figures things out at the last minute (not me!) and it would NOT have been me who put a call into a neighbor friend to invite my children over for a playdate (how rude!). That would have been impossible for her to do since she already had plans - EVEN I would have known that... so then I didn't have my Superhero ask around where he teaches at school this morning to see if certain babysitters might be free to come and play... they certainly have lives, don't they? No... he for sure would have found out that they are busy. I couldn't trouble him with trying to figure out my problem... Finally, I wouldn't have called this woman at 9 a.m. at her work, a mom I somewhat know from Thing One's daycare (the same mom of One's friend Amanda, with whom Thing One has been BEGGING for me to set up a playdate), because she's got three kids of her own and she barely knows my children and certainly she had better things to do after work than to be saddled with three more. No way would I have done that... not me! How desperate would that look?! I mean, I don't want these coffee-stained teeth to get clean... never!
Thankfully she said yes.
Thing One is thrilled beyond belief... you likely heard his screams this morning at about 9:15.
