My two oldest play volleyball for a club that’s about 35 minutes away, that’s without taking LA traffic into consideration. The other day we were heading down to practice and the three of us were just chatting away, having a good ole time. We had about another ten minutes on the highway and we would be there.
Out of the blue, my son puts his hands on his head and yells, “OHHH MYY GODDD!”
When I questioned what was the matter, he put his head in his lap and said, “I forgot my shoes!”
I then yell, “You forgot your shoes, are you for real?” Initially I thought he was kidding but, he had that look of despair on his face so I quickly knew all he had were the slides on his feet.
My daughter then offered up for him to try her shoes on. That would work since she didn’t start practice until he was done. As she unzipped her backpack, another loud, “OH MY GOD” came from the back seat. Not only had she forgotten her shoes too but her knee pads and ankle braces as well.
Had I not been driving in the left lane on a four lane highway, I probably would have strangled them both but instead, it was super mom to the rescue. I knew there was a Marshalls store at the next exit where I could probably find him a pair of shoes at a reasonable price. I quickly darted across the highway (safely of course) and just made it to the exit. I dropped him off right in front of the store and he ran to see what he could find. In the mean time. I told my daughter to call my husband to tackle my her shoeless issue. I told her it was as simple as having dad grab her stuff and meet up with one of her teammates before they headed to practice. After a few minutes of getting the whole “responsibility” lecture from dad, she convinced him to make the trip to meet her teammate and hand over the goods.
And wouldn’t you know it, both of them tried to blame their forgotten shoes on mom.
- My son argued he forgot his bag with his shoes because I asked him to come in the house to grab two plates of dinner so they could eat in the car. On the way out of the house, he walked right past his bag. NOT MOM’s FAULT!
- My daughter tried to say that since I put her shoes, knee pads and ankle braces outside a few days earlier to “air out”, her stuff wasn’t in her bag. BUT, I had told her about 10 minutes earlier that her stuff was outside. NOT MOM’s FAULT!
Good try but I would have to agree with your dad on that ‘responsibility‘ word!
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