So tomorrow DH comes back home. Whew!
I can't wait to pick him up at the airport.
Went to the baseball game after a rushed dinner tonight. DS4 was a slowpoke eating, so we were scrambling. I left the house only 2 minutes later than I intended, not bad. But then (following directions) turned the wrong way at an intersection and finally figured it out and turned around. Made it to the park 7 minutes late (17 minutes later than I intended!) So they were already playing, the batting lineup I made and field assignments were junk. Grrrr... My fault.
Then I was helping with the batting lineup for 5 minutes, and turned around and COULD NOT FIND DS4!!! He was wearing DAYGLO orange. I looked everywhere and coudln't find him. There was a path out of the park next to the ball field, so I ran out there shouting his name. NOTHING. ANother mom helped me run though some woods, nothing.
When I got back to the ball field I didn't know what to do. I scanned the field again, and noticed a playground on the far end. Sure enough, a little speck of orange moving around. I SAW RED, stomped over there and hauled his butt back and put him on a bench. OMG, I was LIVID. And scared out of my mind.