Pete and I had one of our stellar parenting moments today.
Zach had a baseball tournament this weekend. The plan was to take 2 cars to the games today, because if they won and moved on, Pete was going to have to leave with boys to get them to their practice while I stayed for the second game.
The kids were loaded in the van and Pete and I were packing stuff up in the kitchen. He said he was leaving, bye meet you there. A few minutes later I left and noticed the kids and the van still in the garage. I asked Joey where Dad was. "He is moving his car" Joey said. Of course. He was parked behind the van. I hopped in my car and left. A minute later I had a weird feeling. Where was Pete moving his car to? I didn't see it out front. I tried to call him but he didn't answer so I texted him. He called right back. "Where did you go?" I asked. "Remember," he said. "I left." "IN YOUR CAR??? I LEFT IN MY CAR!! THE KIDS ARE HOME ALONE SITTING IN THE VAN!! UGH!!!"
I was closest so turned around and drove back home. There they all were, still sitting in the van in the garage, headphones on, watching a movie.
For the record, it was his fault. He was the one leaving after the first game with the kids, so he should have driven the van, right???
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