Tuesday, November 13, 2012

Super Mom Attempt Number 5,048

Made a serious effort at earning my Super Mom cape today.

I felt a little funny all day at work and when I got home, I sure 'nuf was running a fever.  Within minutes of arriving home I received a text from my little guy.


"When you come can you bring me a jacket"


Gadzooks!  Turns out the kid had a band event at a district event and was stuck outside in just a T-shirt.  I figured I'd try to eat a little something and count on his youth to provide the circulation necessary to keep him warm enough.  Soon, another text arrived.


"Can you come a little early I'm cold"


Double gadzooks!  So I text, "On my way."  I gather up his green hoodie, and drag my pity party fevery self to the car.  I get there super-d-duper-d fast...surprised even me!  I talk a cop into letting me park in the important people lot so I can give my cold kid his jacket.

So, here's what happened.

• I called him, no answer.
• I asked a volunteer for information to help me.
• I looked everywhere.
• I called him, no answer.
• I asked a volunteer for information to help me.
• I looked everywhere.
• I called him, no answer.
• I asked a volunteer for information to help me.
• I ran into a student who used to volunteer in my classroom...MADE MY DAY!!!
• I looked everywhere.
• I texted him, "I'm going to leave.  I can't find you."
• I looked everywhere.
• I found a kid with a band shirt from his school.  EUREKA!!!!
• He told me my kid sits right next to him and I could leave the jacket with him.
• Awesome kid told me where my kid might be.
• I looked in that general area...and there my cold kid was!


Little guy:  "Hi, mom."

Me:  "I brought your jacket."

Little guy:  "Where is it?"

Me:  "It's with your horn.  Where's your phone?"

Little guy:  "In my backpack."

Me:  "I've been trying to find you for an hour."  No exaggeration, seriously!

He reached over, put his hand gently on my shoulder, "Thanks, mom."

Me:  "No problem.  Love you!"

Little guy:  "Bye, mom."


P.S. I think I'd like to trade in my Super Mom cape for a warm blankie, please.

P.P.S.  Saw my old high school's marching band as I was leaving, and they get to wear much cooler uniforms than the one I had to wear 30 years ago.  And it's super sparkly...bonus!

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