Tuesday, September 11, 2012

A good mom like that.

Monday afternoon, I dropped Sarah off at her piano teacher's house for her weekly lesson.  As usual, she asked for me to walk her to the door.  I'm not sure why she always wants me to do that but she always asks, so I always oblige. I'm a good mom like that.

We walked up to the door, she told me good-bye and she walked into the house.  We could still hear the student that goes before her banging away on the baby grand.  That always makes Sarah happy when she hears that.  She never wants to be late for her lesson and we always seem to be running out the door in a frenzy but we are never late.  I'm a good mom like that.

I drove the 2 tenths of a mile back to our house and my cell phone started ringing as I walked in the door.  It was Sarah's piano teacher.

"Ummmm, can Sarah not make her Tuesday lesson?  Is that why you dropped her off today?" she hesitantly questioned.

Apparently I dropped my kid off for her Tuesday piano lesson on Monday.  I'm a good mom like that.

But it worked out fine because the girl that normally takes her lesson on Monday couldn't come so Sarah took her lesson a day early. And I don't feel too horrible about it because last year, we used to take lessons on Tuesday but switched to Monday when track practice started and now we've switched back so I sort of had a good excuse for my mix-up. Sort of.

But don't worry.  I don't think it will happen again because when  I picked Sarah up from her lesson she put her hand on her hip, shook her finger at me, gave me a stern look and a good talking-to.

Because she's a good mom like that.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

C U T E!! :)

gmt