The problem with being a mom is that moms have to keep track of too many things. If I don't look at the calendar at least four times every day, I miss something.
So today in my walnut-sized brain, I had this thought that it was family picture day. (I had been telling myself this bit of information all vacation, because I didn't want to forget .) I woke everyone up nice and early. "Get dressed. It's picture day."
I heard lots of groaning and grumbling about that.
After everyone was dressed and ready,we hustled into the car and drove off. I was quite pleased that we arrived at the studio on time. As I walked into the studio, I had this vague feeling that something wasn't right. I didn't know what it was. Maybe it was the fact that there were two doggies in the studio getting ready to have their picture taken. Or maybe it was the look the person behind the desk gave me when I walked in.
"Can I help you?" the lady asked.
"Um, I think we have an appointment for our family picture today."
The lady looked at me like I had three heads. "No, I don't think so. Let me check the schedule." She asked for my name and then looked at her computer. "I'm sorry. Your appointment is next week. Same time."
My husband and kids were not pleased. "WOMAN!!!"