Mom and the last-minute Science Project.

How many times have we heard the dreaded "Mom I need a poster board for a project that's due tomorrow" at 9 o clock on a Sunday night?

Too many times to count, and double that amount when you have two kids like I do. Except this time, well this time mom shit the bed and forgot. See my daughter had Pneumonia for a week and a half, within that time they had assigned the most anticipated yet hated "Science fair project". Once my daughter got better and was back in school we got the packet with everything we had to get done. Except there was now just a weekend between when it was due and the day I actually reviewed the packet. Three whole days, but well that wasn't too bad. There was plenty of time to go out, buy everything we needed and get it done, or so I thought. Friday and Saturday passed, they were hectic days, so you know I was ecstatic for Sunday to makes it way in. However, as I laid in bed at 10 am, with my phone in hand I suddenly remembered "Holy shit! The project!". This time, mommy couldn't blame it on the oblivious child. No, no, this was all my doing. Of course, I had to jump up and make a target run for the project board and all the items we needed. Target run you say? Yes, I obviously bought more than just those items. What do you think I am a woman with impulse control? Actually I am, I got a couple groceries, those items we needed and called it a day. Some would say its due to a need for pocket control, but I like to think its my magnificent self control.

Unfortunately we couldn't find everything we needed in Target, so to the Dollar Tree we went. Another fairly quick run, we got what we needed and the always expected small trinket for my daughter. They're $1.25, why the hell not? Now that the shopping was done, back to the house we go. My daughter had some laundry to fold, which took approximately four hours to fold. So, I being the patient mother I am, sat and watched Sex and the City until she was done. Four hours later and here we are starting the experiment at 5 Pm. Yup! Myself being the arts and craft's freak that I am, I had most of the items we needed to create the decorations and spice up her board. Except of course, my printer wouldn't print photos. So, at 8 pm we had to run to Walgreens to print the fucking pictures we took while doing the project. By this time, my mom brain shut off and I was running purely on "Fuck the mishaps, I'm going to get it done! Being perfectly honest with ourselves, how much do our kids really do on these projects at Ten years old? Right! Exactly! Finally everything was glued up and ready to go. At that point I had neglected dinner, and anything else I was going to do that evening. Can't you tell I did a fabulous job at momming on that fine Sunday? My daughter having her Ramen while I made sure her board was worthy of submission with a few last minute adjustments, I thought to myself "this is the epitome of being the default parent." She knew I would never let her go to school with a missed or half assed project. Honestly, when she uttered "You are the best mom in the world, thank you so much for helping me". It reminded me that even though it pisses me off sometimes that I am the default parent, I could never let her feel like she cant count on me.

The Final Product!