Then I looked at my calendar.
It was NOT Friday.
It was Thursday, Dammit, and I should be leaving the house in 15 minutes.
I woke the kids, helped feed the 4 dogs, 2 cats and rowdy goldfish while giving my hair a quickie and throwing on some clothes...We made it out of the house in 30 minutes flat. Not bad.
As we drove down the road the boy loudly gasped and yelled "Mom, we need to go back to the house!"
I declared it was not going to happen and asked why...You ready?
"I forgot to put my pants on! I don't want to walk across Dad's yard in my boxers!"