When MonoBoy was in the 6th grade, he played basketball for his middle school and their games were played on Saturdays. I was very much divorced by then, but I still maintained a relationship with my in-laws and on this particular Saturday, my ex-MIL and her husband were going to ride with me to the gym for the game. LoverBoy was playing at a friend’s down the street, so I called the house and asked that they send him home. Then we loaded up into the Suburban and headed on our way.
Without LoverBoy. Who apparently chased the Suburban a little ways down the street before turning back and sitting in the wicker chair on our front porch, since our front door was appropriately locked.
His absence went unnoticed until we got to the gym and piled out of the car. “WHAT KIND OF MOTHER LEAVES THEIR CHILD BEHIND?” was all that I could think as I flew back to the house.
Well, folks, let’s just say that I come by that trait honestly and you are never too old for your mother to forget you.
Yesterday was hectic as most of my days are. I had my very first (and hopefully last) root canal scheduled for right after lunch. The weather was terrible and I was a little bit nervous about my mom driving around and picking up my sister’s kids, so before the rain hit, I suggested to my mother that she go ahead retrieve my niece from day care now. You know, to avoid the rain that was expected at 1:00 when she normally picks her up. She agreed and off she went.
I was planning to take my sister to the Houston Rodeo/Pitbull Concert yesterday evening and knew that I had to leave to pick her up straight from the dentist office, so I jumped in the shower to get ready for the root canal and road trip. On my way to the dentist at 1:00, my phone rang from a number I didn’t recognize. Turned out that it was my mom calling from the day care phone because why on earth would she want to carry around the cell phone that I pay for her to have each month?
Instead of picking up my niece at 11:45 as planned, she sat in the parking lot and waited until school got out at 1:00 to actually go in and get her from class. Please don’t ask me to explain her logic here. I’m at a loss. Did she think it would change the rain situation if she waited for it in the parking lot as opposed to waiting in the house? I don’t know.
She swears that she turned her car off while she waited, but her dead battery indicated otherwise, so I took a detour from the dentist to the day care to pick them both up. By this time, I was going to be late to the appointment if I drove them home and dropped them off, so instead, I told her to drop me off at the dentist and take my car home. We decided that she would pick me up at 3:30 on her way to pick up my nephew from school. Because maybe the rain will stop at that point, right?
In the meantime, I texted my brother-in-law and LoverBoy and asked if they would go and jumpstart the car and leave it at my house so that I could address the battery issue the following day.
I finished the procedure around 3:20 and tried calling my mom to make sure that she remembered the plan. There was no answer, so I assumed that she was on her way, leaving behind her cellphone, as was the norm.
Around 3:45, my brother-in-law texted and asked if my procedure was finished. I said that it was and I was just waiting for my mommy to pick me up. I joked that she must have gone to pick up my nephew first, since she was late. He replied, “What’s the address? I will come get you.” When he arrived, we headed to the day care to go ahead and jumpstart the car. On the way, he explained that when he stopped by his house to pick up jumper cables, there was my mom and both of the kids. My car just sitting in the driveway. He asked her where I was.
“She’s on her way to Houston.”
Apparently, she left the dentist office, picked up my nephew early (in the rain), took the kids home to their house, and promptly forgot all about me. And then forgot that she forgot all about me because when we got back to the house with the car, she said, “What are you doing here?”
Me: “You forgot to pick me up at the dentist at 3:30.”
Mom: “I don’t remember anyone telling me to pick you up.”