Posted by GIRL'S GONE CHILD | Tuesday, August 28, 2007
It sounds like an album title or one of those band names that has to be printed really small in order to fit the whole name on the cover of a CD but, no. It's just life-- THE life of a two-year-old and his mother.
The problem with toddler activities is that, they, no matter what they are or where they are happening, are ALWAYS scheduled to late one measly hour. 10:00-11:00 for Music Together. 10:30-11:30 for Storytime at the library. 11:00-12:00 Hollywood Bowl world-music dance-party-theatre thing (which, sadly, is over.)
I'm big on promptness. I may be high maintenance. Okay, very high-maintenance but fashionably late I am usually, not. Er... At least I didn't used to be. Now, I'm always late. I'm the latest person alive. In fact, in the last several months, Archer and I have missed nearly every appointment we have made, arriving at the tail end of any and all activities.
Tickets? Sorry. The performance has already started. You'll have to watch from the sidelines.
At this point I have resigned myself to timeliness. If you invite us to meet you at 10? We'll be there at 11. Because breakfast takes three hours to finish and the dogs will need a walk and Archer won't want to get dressed and then, by the time I pack up the stroller or the car with snacks and wipes and ten bottles of water, Archer will poop. The SECOND I seat him in his car seat he will drop the stinkiest of stink bombs and BOOM, we're back to square one. Ugh.
Today, as always, we arrived at our local library Storytime forty-five minutes late. Which, like I said, was to be expected. We swung open the double doors of the library just in time to hear, "... The End."
Luckily, we were meeting friends who although on time, were happy to spend an hour with us running around an empty library. The "after party" so to speak:
Better late than never is indeed the truth, and anyway, in my experience the fun stuff is what happens after hours. After school. After closing. After the fact. Whatever the "fact" may be.
But just in case, please know, that if you ever invite Archer and me to meet you at the local park, we'll probably see you just as you're getting ready to leave.
At least, for now.