OOOPPPS

Well, it happens to everyone at some point and today it happened to us.
You see, hubby got up early and put Keegan on the bus, then crawled back into bed with me.
Lets do the math here, 2 tired bodies + 1 cold room + an alarm that was not reset = sleep in!

At 8:20 we discovered what had happened and sprung out of bed. It is amazing the whirlwind that happens when this occurs. Cliff had a meeting at nine in town so he left by 8:30, professionally dressed, coffee in hand. One down two to go.

My other dilemma was this. Calia had skating with her school today,and after trying to force her feet into her skates I realized that it had been 2 years since she had worn them. My little Cinderella needed larger skates. So after wolfing down a toast both girls and I got into the van and drove to Play it Again sports.

Once there my Cinderella had the stress of deciding "Figure skates or hockey skates?"
She started with the white figure skates but after trying on several pairs and finding them not so comfortable I suggested maybe she should try hockey skates.
That was greeted with a intense opposition from my Princess. "Those are boy skates," she said as she winced in pain as she tried on another pair of figure skates. The situation was looking pretty bleak. There we sat in the midst of piles of skates, black on one side, white on the other. Meanwhile with each minute that passed making her more and more late for school. The helpful store employee had her trying on more pairs of white girlie figure skates, each one being described by her as too tight, pinchy, squishy.

Desperate times called for desperate measures...
Finally, I said to her, "why don't you just try a hockey skate?"
Reluctantly she surrendered her aching feet and tried on the pair of offending black skates. Slowly a confident smile spread across her face. "They feel so comfortable", she said.
"Can we get these Mom?" she asked. I almost fell over.
"Of course", I answered.

I smiled as I went up and paid for her black skates. I was happy that she had finally made her own choice about what pair of skates to get, amazed that the whole comfort vs. fashion thing was already being presented to her at her age.
Most of all I was happy that this would be the last skate shopping excursion we would go on in a long time as my cupboard is stocked with enough black hockey skates to last her for years.

Now to work on Kira......

Oh yeah, and tonight we are setting the alarm.