I lost mother of the year award today

As if I was even in the running. Here's the story of my less-than-stellar parenting.

It started last night. Dennis said "If I don't go to bed soon, I'm going to be too tired tomorrow." You know it's sad when your 5 year old tells you that it is time for bed.

Today, I had a room mom meeting with the other 2 room moms. Yes. I am a room mom. I send Dennis to kindergarten with a note to drop him off at his friend's house (where the meeting was). Elias wakes up with a fever and Xander's nose is running. Yay. I call and tell the other room moms to meet without me and call the school to tell Dennis to get off the bus at home and not at his friends house. I made it very clear that they needed to explain this to Dennis clearly, because he does not handle changes in plans well. But with 24 kids in the class, apparently there was no time to tell Dennis.

The bus stops at our house, and Dennis doesn't get off. The bus driver had to coax him off the bus. When he realizes that plans changed, he started to cry. As he is bawling, his genius mother says "Dennis, where is your coat?" He looks up quickly and then looks at the bus that turned to corner to go to his friends house. In all the confusion, he left his jacket on the bus. He loses it worse than before.

My very detail oriented child is out of the loop on what is happening in his day, and then I decide to inquire about his missing jacket. Real bright. Common sense is a recessive gene in our family unfortunately.

And this was all before noon today. Bedtime will not come soon enough for either of us.