i think i can, i think i can….

A mom’s day is always full, even if you are at home all day. Yesterday my plans involved semi-cleaning, because I have given up on the full cleaning. I did have plans to complete the laundry, and if you are keeping score, Laundry-153, Mommy-1, and I had set up an appointment the day before to have M speech reevaluated. How quickly some things can escape your mind and leave you to a red face hiding, embarrASSing experience. So when the speech therapist can a knocking on the door for the forgotten appointment I was glad that….

1. I had just cleaned the breakfast dishes, and wiped the counters

2.N and M actually listened to me and picked up the bucket of toys they threw on the floor, so mommy could vacuum.

3. I actually had the energy to play M’s “chase me and dress me” game.

4. I Had 2 baskets of craft supplies out, a great mommy mess.

But I was equally embarrassed though that…

1.I didn’t get a chance to vacuum, damn summer and staying out late the night before.

2. Let N stay in his Pjs that morning

3.I mistaken the Therapist for a traveling book sales teen, nearly running her off my porch with my old lady cane.

In my defense it is that time of year again, that time of year where young college students canvas your neighborhood, convincing you that their $100 set of ABC books is so much better then Barnes and Nobles $20 set. Yes I do get frustrated, I don’t have time for salespeople at my door, especially since you can’t sell door to door in our town without a permit, which they never have.

I answered the door with the “jogging pants, talking on the phone, hair not straightened, holdin’ a two year old from dashing out the door,” look. You know the one mommies, how stereotypical huh!

So I told that girl wearing jeans, carrying bags of books in the snobbish voice ever that I had no time for this. When she tried to talk again I cut her off, saying that I was on an important call, and didn’t have time for her. I then held my head in shame and got beet red when nervously she said “I have an appointment for M”

We did have a good laugh when I told her who I thought she was, she agreed she runs sales people off her porch too, and heck she had a funny story to tell the girls at work today.

Grandmas, M speech is great no more appointments!