Sharing

Parker has "sharing" every Wednesday at PreK. It's the same as preschool, where they bring in some object from home, hide it and then give clues to the other kids, who have to guess what it is. Last year, Parker shared Ted and Lion first, so it was no surprise that he wanted to do them again. Lion was first.

Except that as we were pulling up to school (Lori, who was visiting for the day, was home with the girls), Parker asked where Lion was. Oh shoot. I forgot her. Parker immediately started crying. Sobbing. He was devastated. I told him we could pick something else like his new bridge for his track (that we just bought) or his iPod or his goggles from his swim class. He basically told me to fuck off and just kept crying. I literally had to carry him to class. He was pissed and sad. I immediately went to tell the teacher I forgot his item and he wasn't having it choosing another one. She said, "Can you go home and get it?" Realizing that I could, I went to tell Parker the solution. I'm sure this won't be my last time I run home to get something for the kids. He was still crying when he had to line up to go into school and he was still crying once inside when the teacher was explaining that I was going to go get it.

Since he didn't need it for 2 hours, I hit the gym where I swam 10 laps, (a true miracle and 2 more laps then I need to do for the triathalon next weekend) and then did a run on the treadmill for 25 minutes. I drove home, had some lunch, got Lion and then went back to school to drop it off. The teacher told me later, he was very happy to see Lion. And even more happy no one guessed what it was.