I was so excited to go to the boy’s preschool end of the year picnic, I had my mom all set up to watch Alice and Trey and got the boys fed some lunch so they could go and just play and not have to stop to eat and we were ready to go have some fun. We got in the van, got to the park and apparently the party was from 11-1 and I had it written down as 1-3. So, we got there just as it was ending. The boys seemed to do ok with it, Levi was a great boost in saying that it was ok, he will see his teachers and friends tomorrow (yeah, he hasn’t quite got that school is over for the year). The boys got to play for 1/2 hour and see a couple of their teachers, but I am seriously disappointed. I feel cheated, and have only myself to blame. I run the kids all over God’s green Earth all the time and was so looking forward to actually hanging out with the teachers and other parents instead of just passing from one activity to the other. Note to self: I need to get out more if missing a preschool picnic makes me tear up!