OMG. I had an awful bad mom moment this morning. I signed my 13 year old up for a two day camp where he will learn to canoe. For whatever reason, I had it all set in my head that it was an overnight trip. So we packed PJs and a sleeping bag and headed out this morning to drop the boy off. On the way in the camp counselors asked why we had a sleeping bag! Because it’s not an overnight event, you see. I only imagined that it was and got my kid all geeked for it and then embarrassed us by showing up for a sleepover we hadn’t been invited to. If I had been thinking, I would have lied my pants off and told them that Noah was going straight from camp to a friend’s to spend the night. But I’m not so good at thinking on my feet like that. And apparently not so good at reading the various descriptions and packing lists I received for the deal. I am very, very embarrassed.
I guess I should be glad that the other kids didn’t see us walking in, so it’s only the counselors who think we complete morons.
My terrible mom moment of the day
July 30, 2008 by Rebecca Trotter