Mommy forgot Pajama Day

I'm the world's worst mother. Seriously. The Boy and I are always running late to drop him off at school in the afternoon. WHY? Well, we spend the afternoon cuddling on the couch, playing with his Kindle, or reading some books (I'm throwing that in there so you think I'm not a total shit mom, we never read in the afternoon on the couch, total lies.)

Heavens to Betsy, we even watch TV. Especially on Fridays, because we get to see the Sofia the First repeat from last Friday, then the all new one for the week, and then Doc McStuffins. It's like the best line up on television, true chizz.

My phone is always with me, because I set the alarm to wake me if I fall asleep during all this Disney Channel excitement. Well, today, it went off, I fed The Boy lunch, and I lost track of time. So we had to hustle to get him dropped off.

Mad rush to figure out a "Show and Tell" item, that started with the letter P. We're in luck, he always has his stuffed Puppy with him, so score on that. I thought we were GOLDEN.

And then it happened. We pulled up to the school, and I saw the kids in Pajamas. MOTHERF----ER. Damn it. I yelled, "DAMN IT. I forgot it's pajama day." In his seat, the boy was in tears.

WORLD'S WORST MOTHER AWARD GOES TO............this dumb shit mother right here.

I told him not to worry, I'll run home and get a pair of PJs and run them up to school. No worries. I've got this!

He calms down. I bring him up, tell the teacher I'll be right back with his PJs, because I totally forgot. Meanwhile, she's standing there in her PJs, and slippers, and robe. Just making me feel even more like crap. UGH.

The Boy is calmer now, I leave him, gun it all the way home (which is basically two lefts and a right out of the school.) I dash in, find him Cars pajamas, hop back in the minivan, and make it back JUST BEFORE the next load of kids is being dropped off for their school day.

One day I will share the WACKY ASS dropping off routine with you, and you'll totally understand why my last statement is important.

I run the PJs up to the teacher, thankfully she was at the door, since one other child was super late getting to school this lovely day.

All is right in the world......and I am once again, the World's Best Mom.

See how I turned that shit around? I became the savior of the day, instead of him remembering Mommy forgot about PJ day, he'll just remember me bringing his PJs to school all special for him.

It's just how I roll.