Bunco is a dice game that I play once a month with a group of girls - its kind of a "girls night" type thing. Justin, being a saint of a father, has agreed to haul all three kids to the ball field while I go off a gambling. Yikes, when I say it like that it sounds even worse than I thought.
What kind of a mother does such a thing? Well, I'll tell you. The type of mother who is with her kids all day long, 7 days a week, 365 days a year. The type whose day today included getting a haircut with her shirt inside out while a baby with a poopy diaper sat screaming on her lap. The type that doesn't get much of an opportunity for a break and when she sees one, hell, she's smart enough to take it.
Now before you think I'm a monster, I will admit there is something in my heart that breaks a little when I think of her standing at the plate getting ready to take a swing and me not being there to see it, but then I consider that she has eight more games to play and then don't quite feel so bad. This isn't her first year playing, and I didn't miss any games last year, despite being all huge and pregnant, so I'm going to give myself a pass tonight. Hadley won't miss me - her dad will be there with both sets of grandparents. I'm pretty sure she likes all of those people more than me so she's all set.
|Hadley runs the bases during a 2010 T-Ball game |
while mother cheers wildly in the stands.
PS. To make sure I'm a shoo-in for the worst mom of the year award, I just had to take a few bucks from the kids piggy banks so I'll have enough cash to play tonight.