Anyway, at about 7:20 I get a phone call from Billy. He informs me that he took my vehicle and was in Huntsville for the day. This meant I would need to drive his Jeep. No biggie.
Well, things just fell apart after that!
I immediately started to panic because Billy doesn't have a baby car seat in his Jeep for Rylee and I couldn't find his car keys. At this point it's about 7:25 and I'm freaking out! School starts in 25 minutes.
I send Kent out to the Jeep to see if the keys are in the ignition and he informs me that "we only have three good tires."
I end up taking Staci to work and driving the kids to school in her mom's Honda Odyssey. Life is good.
When I get home from West Fork, I realize two out of three of my kids left their homework on the kitchen table. Last week Grace left her homework on the table and it resulted in her teacher giving her five minutes on the fence at recess. I felt really bad, because after all, it was my fault it didn't make it in her backpack this morning. So, you guessed it, I went back to the school to drop it off.
Needless to say, the day was crazy. I held up the car line after school because I am incapable of working the sliding doors on the van, and Amos has a huge bruise on the side of his head from a kid throwing a chair at him.
It's 5:00 now, so hopefully not much more could go wrong (I hope).
As we speak I can hear our Labrador barking. This usually means our beagle has escaped! Guess I better go check to see!