Last night before bedtime I asked Thade if he remembered what tomorrow was. He looked up and said “my Christmas party!” He was so excited, and he even fell asleep quickly, so he could wake up extra early to get ready for the day.
This morning both kids were up at 6:45 a.m., and Thade was already talking non-stop about his party, and how he couldn’t wait to go to school, and the 22 presents that he was going to get… Then I heard the phone ring. I knew it was James calling to make sure we were all up and ready, but then he said something else.
James: I don’t know if I heard this right on the radio, but it sounds like Thade’s school got cancelled.
Me: What, oh no, oh crap, Thade is going to be bummed.
James found the radio station number for me, and I gave them a call…
Me: Um, we missed the school cancellations on the radio this morning, I was calling to see if there were any?
Nice Radio Lady: Nope, unless your child goes to Preschool, that is the only one cancelled.
Me: Thanks for the help.
Nice Radio Lady: No problem, sorry that your school is out for the day.
Great, now to tell Thade, and trust me he was none too happy when I had to share the bad news. He is so sad now, he just stared out the window and said “it doesn’t look that bad.” I feel like the worst Mommy, but I had honestly believed that the party would be on for Wednesday.
Today is probably going to be a long day, but I am going to do my best to cheer Thade up, even if I don’t have 22 presents, and a room full of Christmas treats.
