Monday. A year later.

It’s that time of year. My yearly post that reminds us all that we are human and all make mistakes some way less forgivable than others. It’s Monday. Monday for whatever reason seems impossible EVERY week and today we had a handle on it. No really we did. Smooth sailing, on time, breakfast being devoured fruit being eaten. Vitamins check. Dressed appropriately. Snacks made lunches packed. Got to play a quick game of pirates On our way and out the door by 8:10. Out the door by 8:10. Or not. Where are my keys. Now you may or may not remember this post from a year ago…Monday How Dare You 8:12 I still can’t find my keys and the calls/texts to my husband are going unanswered. Insert panic mode and a quick text to a close neighbor friend with a frantic “can’t find my keys can you pick up emma” now this of course makes me panic even more because I’m now involving someone else that has a morning routine but of course she calmed me down with an “absolutely no problem leaving now!” (More about awesome neighbors/friends later). While I’m still frantically looking Raj casually calls and says “I don’t have them” now deep down inside I know he does so I search his closet, his coats, the office. Every place he has been. Maia insists we can just buy new keys and Emma insists we can’t just buy new keys Maia. They proceed to both decide with great enthusiasm that we can for sure just buy a new car instead. Obviously. Emma gets off to a school on time and I continue to search. Then I text Raj one more time.

He of course then knew to follow up with a phone call laughing about the scene and situation. #imnotlaughing. So here’s the deal we all make mistakes. Some way bigger than others and the best part about this a year later is that my girls will punish him tonight and I won’t have to say a word. I’ll let them do the talking. (And in a year I’ll have another blog post very similar)

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