This year was a big time crunch. I arrived 5 hours late from Boston Thursday night, and had to prepare them for camp before drop off on Saturday at 3. We needed lots of errands and packing. I group texted a Peds mom and an OB mom Saturday morning - their kids, friends of ours, are also going to camp this week.
Me: Happy Camp Day! What time is your drop off? Ours is 3:00. Just wondering if I'm going to see you there.
Peds mom: We are dropping at the same time. We usually meet at this parking lot at 1:30 to caravan. You guys game?
Me: Sound great! See you there.
Peds mom: Peds spouse and I are both working clinic today. We have a lot of packing to do.
Me, alarmed: Oh my good luck. We are doing Target run do you need anything last minute?
Peds mom: Two loofahs. That is a huge help! You rock!
Me (laughing at the term she used that we call bath scrubs with C): That is on my list too no prob. I'll drop on your porch.
OB mom: Sounds good! We will see you tomorrow.
Me: OMG I thought it was today ha ha whew I can breathe.
Peds mom: At least you are ready for tomorrow!
Stepmom on phone after hearing my mess up: Ha better day early than day late like last year:)
Peds mom today: Hey Giz - it's today!
Me: Oh no I dropped them off in the night. Where the heck were y'all at 1:30 am in that parking lot.
Caption: Captain Jack in his bunk with his Minecraft Trunk
Caption: Kids headed to week of hedonism