So my husband is sitting next to an empty seat at Don Giovanni and I'm stuck here listening to the decidedly anti-classical wailings of "Daaaaaddy, Daaaaaady, Daaaaady" from my son's bedroom. I've been trying to put him to bed for the last hour and a half with no success. I'd dearly like to be in that empty seat, wearing the outfit I had to take off two hours ago when it became obvious the babysitter was a no-show. She called an hour after she was due with profuse and tearful apologies as she sped to our house. I told her to turn around--that I had sent D so at least one of us could be on time and see the whole thing--and that she was forgiven. It sucks that she's just a typical forgetful seventeen year old, cause I totally want to scream at someone, but she doesn't deserve my wrath. She feels bad enough already.
sigh. Had been looking forward to this show for months. The current aria chez moi is "'Ant more water. 'Ant more water. 'Ant more water, Mom." He's kind of got a rhythm going.
Going to be a sucky night.
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Oh that SUCKS. I am so sorry, sweetie. (((HUGS)))
It got soooo much worse. He didn't fall asleep until 10:45. Today hasn't been much better. D still isn't home from work (9:15pm), but at least I got N to sleep by 9.
That so sucks ML. UGH! Glad he chilled out on night number two atleast for bed time. That's some kind of blessing. Sorry you missed your night out! Hope things work out better next time! Hugs!
umm....
would this be a good time to wish you happy mother's day?
;)
Oh, Anne, my Mother's Day was AWESOME. The weekend got loads better. :) I hope you enjoyed your Mother's Day as well.
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