Last-minute crises that have put a damper on our final day of pre-college parenthood:
- GC's GF couldn't find her car keys. The whole household got involved (including the 30 kids who stopped over to say farewell). Retracing stops, we suspected the keys were in the pocket of GC's new sweatshorts, which were safely packed in one of six bags. Miraculously, they keys were located. But what other important item could be stashed away somewhere in another pocket?
- GC discovered an urgent email from his college letting him know that he is prohibited from checking into his dorm because his immunization records were not signed properly. Not an easy errand for GC on a Friday afternoon, just as the doctor's office was closing.
- Despite all the kind things I have said about Southwest Airlines, they won't upgrade our boarding position (B24), so there is a chance we will have to sit in middle seats tomorrow on our epic journey. (In my booking frenzy, I apparently forgot to sign up for early bird check in.)
- Am I a terrible mom if I haven't pre-washed the sheets? They seem so soft and sateeny. Can they really be full of toxic chemicals?