OMG...talk about heart failure!!!!
I had called the school around lunch time to say that my boys (plural!) would not be riding the bus home, as I would be picking them up (since I had the conference). Well, I leave the house at about 3pm, a little after, actually, and when I get to the school a few minutes later I see only one of my boys in the office. I start to panic, but the principal said that perhaps he's with the teacher since we were having a conference. So, down to the room I go. I get to the room and no one is there. No teacher, no son. I really start to panic. She comes waltzing in minute later and I say, "(My son) isn't here?!" She said, "No, I assumed he'd be riding on the bus!" Come to find out no one gave HER the message just my younger sons' teacher got it. So as I almost completely flip out, they begin to call the office and bus garage.
In the meantime I am sitting with the teacher (my other 2 went outside with their step bro) and I'm trying really hard to concentrate. No phone call. Why hasn't anyone called back?? Where is my son?? Just as the conference ends, the phone in the room rings. The principal has gone to the house, as my son has been dropped off at home. Alone. He's 8. Not good. I am p!ssed and I start to panic, as I know that he is scared. So, back to the house I fly, luckily it only takes me about 7 mins to get there.
When I get there, I find him outside with the principal - he initially wouldn't open the door (GOOD BOY!!!!). He walks over to me and CLINGS to me, head buried into my shoulder/chest. I felt like dying. I felt so badly.
I bought him two cars at the store. LOL
And I caved and bought a package of chips (the big grab bags) and consumed the whole d@mn thing. So much for eating clean....