Another reason why I really should pay more attention to the things going on around me

Today is Max's last day of pre school. At this school, on the last day they have the kids dress up in costumes and have a small program where each class performs.
Since today was Max's last day of school (as I pointed out in the first paragraph) we planned on dressing him up as a cowboy, only we couldn't find the cowboy costume, so, I went through my huge stash of fabric and (with very little time before he needed to be at school) I pulled out a piece of red sequined fabric and quickly made a simple vest and bow tie for our little buckaroo.
(Now if you are feeling the need to be impressed that I made a vest and bow tie in 30 minutes, DON'T, because you didn't see it. It was functional, not impressive)
We got him dressed and got him to school only 15 minutes late.
Brielle and Aaron are out of school now, so I made them come with us. I was prepared with my camera, and a little worried that we might have missed the class performance. As we were walking in, I thought it strange that there weren't more cars in the parking lot, but didn't think much of it.
(you can see where this is going, can't you?)
I signed Max in at the front office and walked him to his classroom. As Max walked in, one of his teachers said "Wow Max, you look cute today!"
It was then that I noticed that none of the other kids were dressed up. My first thought was that all the other parents were kind of lame for not having their kids dress up, and then I noticed that none of the parents were even there! (No, I still didn't get it. It's OK, you can give me a virtual smack upside the head)
Then it dawned on me........................
and I asked the teacher "Isn't today the last day of school?"

"Um, no, that's next week."


Oops.

I asked Max if he wanted me to take his costume home and he said he would like to keep it on for the day, so he is now at school wearing a red sequined vest and bow tie. (I'm just glad I didn't draw the mustache on him like I wanted to)

And I feel stupid.

On the other hand, not only was I actually not late for something, but I was early! An entire week early!!

A WHOLE WEEK PEOPLE!!!

That is most definitely a record for me. I'm thinking that if you add up the number of minutes that I was early (# of minutes in a week = 10,080) It most likely makes up for all the minutes that Max might have been late for school during the year.

Don't you think?

Aaron just pointed out that today, Max was 15 minutes late, so that means he was only 10, 065 minutes early today. I wish he would apply this math genius to his school assignments.

But I also want to wear THAT shirt!

Dear Preschool teacher,

Yes, Max does own another shirt. In fact he owns several other shirts.

He just really likes this one.

Signed,
Max's Mom

P.S. I promise, I really do wash it from time to time.

Max's big day

Today is going to be a great day for Max.

First of all, it's garbage day. His favorite day of the week!
This is the day where he stops playing with his cars, (just for a moment) pretending they are garbage cans and a garbage truck, and looks out the window to watch the big garbage truck dump our garbage.
When he was little, he would wave to the truck as it was driving away and say "Bye bye, stinky diapers!"
Garbage day is the day of the week that Max lives for.

Today, however, we have an added bonus.

Today is the first day of preschool!

We've had several conversations today about how important it is for him to keep his pants dry at school. I think Max understands this, and may have detected a slight eye roll from him during our ninth conversation on this topic this morning.
Lately when he has an "accident" he just changes his clothes on his own. He did this a few times on Saturday, and I didn't really know he did until I went into his room and saw several wet pairs of underwear and shorts on the floor next to his dirty clothes hamper. (I'll never understand why my kids can't just move their arm the extra few inches to the hamper.)

I have explained to Max that I WILL NOT be sending a change of clothes with him to preschool, so he needs to stay dry.

At our preschool when you drop the kids off, instead of having every parent park and walk their kids into the school, you have the option of driving up to the door, and the teachers come and get them. This feature is well worth the price of tuition, especially when you have smaller children with you, because now you don't need to get them out of the car too. It's also a great thing to be able to do if you are still in your pajamas. (not that I will still be in my pajamas when I drop Max off at preschool in the afternoon, because I would never stay in my pajamas that long.)

Since it's Max's first day of school, and I don't have any younger kids to haul around, I told Max that today, I would park in the parking lot and walk him into his classroom.

He freaked out!

"NO, I also walk into my skoowol by mysewf!"

"Max, honey, I think it would be better if mommy walks you in for the first day."

"NO! You drive the car, and I get out and also walk into the skoowol. You also need to stay in the car."

Then I realized that Max has spent the last three years watching as his brothers and sister get out of the car and walk in to their school.

He just wants to be like the big kids!

Either that, or he is embarrassed by my pajamas.