Oh no she didn't.

This is kinda like a Not Me Monday....but this time it really wasn't me...so I'm making it a NO SHE DIDN'T *rotates head with finger in the air* day.



We have busy schedules. The kids do, which makes my schedule busy. It has always been busy, this is nothing new. Add to the "normal" busy, now we have the different dad's schedules, and this one is here, that one is there, sometimes they are everywhere together.

Birthday invites flood my kids' folders, I check the date, check who the kid was having the party, and go from there.

OH, Suzy. Don't know her or her mom...check the calendar, nope Buggy is at her dad's. RSVP- Not attending.

Bubba has had his fair share as well.

OH Garrett. I *know* that boy and have seen his mom...check the calendar, nope baseball that weekend. RSVP- not attending.

I have always had issues of LEAVING my child at a party when I don't know the mom. If the mom and I have run into each other at daycare, baseball, dance class, etc, and I've had a good feel of them...then that is "knowing" them to me.

My gut is usually not wrong in my observations of these mom's when I've seen them at different venues.

Anyway...point...This past weekend Bubba was invited to a birthday party. I checked the name, OH Parker, ok, we've seen him through soccer, baseball, school, daycare...hmm, OK this could finally be a party that the boy can attend. Check the date, yep, he's with me that weekend. RSVP- will be attending.

Bubba was excited. Buggy and I were excited to have some girl time.

This was going to be the first party I left Bubba at alone.

We show up, gift in hand, to the bowling alley. I see the Mom, she says to go throw our coats in the birthday room and come back out for bowling.

*crickets*

OUR coats? I say to her, "Do you need me to stay? I can stay if you need me to, it's not a problem..."

"OOOhhhh, no, I have my Mom here to help, I am sure it will be fine. IF the kids get too bad, I will just hit the bar and get a beer." She says as she nudging me out of the door.

*crickets*

Ok, she's kidding. I am sure...but coming from the family and marriage I do...that's not funny and has happened in my own life a time or two.

I reluctantly agree, but left her my cell phone JUST IN CASE it got to be too much. I stress that Buggy and I were just going to hang around town until the party was over.

"Nooo problem, he will be fine." She assures me.

I grab Bubba's hands, got down to his eye level and firmly said, "Stay with Parker's Mom, LISTEN to Parker's mom, and behave, even if the other boys are misbehaving, YOU behave."

With a nod of his head, Buggy and I left.

(side note, we had a good time, just us girls)

After lunch, hair cut and meandering around Barnes and Noble, we headed back to the bowling alley. We were one half hour EARLY...so I pop in a dvd in for Buggy to watch and I step out of the van to smoke.

Three drags into the smoke, I see Parker's mom exiting the bowling alley with her oldest child and another adult hands full with the leftover cake.

I am sure the shock was written all over my face, she quickly yells over, "hey! Bubba is inside with my husband and a couple other kids. I have another birthday party I have to throw together so I'm getting out of here."

*oh no she didn't*

"Doesn't the party end at 3:30???" I yell back, confused. I double check my watch. Yep. It's only 3:00.

"OOOOHHH yeah, but it's pretty much done...so..."

*raises eyebrows*

I ran in and got Bubba. As we were driving home I start to fume about it all.

SHE HAD MY CELL PHONE NUMBER...why not call and let me know she was wrapping things up if I was able to come and get him early???

Seriously?

I left my son WITH HER...not her husband. She scheduled the party from 12:30-3:30, SHE should have been staying...not over scheduling herself.

*sigh*

I would NEVER...and I mean that!!