Confessions of an Unfit Mother

So, not the worst week in my journey called 'motherhood', but certainly not my best. A whole catalogue of misdemeanours this week.

On Monday, I forgot it was Matthew's snack day at school. No biggy - they have some reserves for situations like this and on Tuesday I bought replacements and even remembered to send them in with him on Wednesday. I don't always remember these things - one week I sent him twice without his packed lunch!!!

Then on Wednesday, after my lunch, I sat down on the sofa with my knitting and the CNN news. Next thing I know, it's 2.20pm and his school is on the phone asking why I haven't picked up him and his buddy (we carpool - they pick up Matt in the morning to drop him at school, I pick them up from school and bring them home). Even worse, the friend always asks to come to our house after I pick them up. That day I'd asked his mom if that was ok, and she agreed as long as he was back home by 3pm to go to gymnastics.

Well, we pulled onto their drive at 3.05pm, and obviously there was no playtime. Luckily the parents have a sense of humour and laughed when I said I was napping!!!

So Thursday, I had promised to take my boys along with Teddy's girlfriend, who we also carpool with, to the "Orange Juice Factory" after I collected them all from school. Of course, I forgot that the boys had a dentist appointment that afternoon.

I called girlfriend's mom in the morning to tell her and she said that girlfriend had been talking non-stop about the trip. Doh!!! So, we're going tomorrow morning instead.

Hopefully my final infraction, of this week, anyway, was at the dentist. Poor Teddy has to have 3 cavities filled. This is on top of the 2 he already has filled. And there are another two they're going to 'keep an eye on'. Bad mommy needs to make sure teeth are brushed AND flossed and juice is off the menu.

Ack!!! At least we're all still alive.

Onto a much prettier subject. Y'all were right about two of the paintings in my living room being Van Gogh's Starry Night and Seurat's A Sunday on La Grande Jatte. But the prize goes to Beverley who guessed at this painting by Monet. It's called The Thames Below Westminster and is, appropriately, housed at the National Gallery in London.

Beverley, something will wing its way to you real soon :0)

I've been really lucky to have seen some of the most amazing paintings in the world at some of the most beautiful galleries in the world. Mona Lisa at the Louvre, a bunch of Goya's, including Saturn eating his Son, at the Prado in Madrid. My all time favourite, Van Gogh's Starry Night at MOMA in New York.

London has my favourite gallery of all though. Tate Modern on the South Bank. It looks over the river directly at St Paul's Cathedral, houses some of the best and most controversial 'modern art' and most incredibly.....it's free.

So, here's a question for you "Best Art?". Discuss/Blog

Have a fabulous weekend :0)