Newborn Brain--Easter Edition

Tonight, we're going to play a fun little game called When You Know You Have A Newborn. I have no doubt it will be the first of many rounds.

So...remember yesterday when I was all, I wonder why they're hiding Easter eggs 24 hours before the hunt? Weird.

Well, last night, I got a text from the very neighbor who was down at the pond hiding those eggs, and the text went something like this: "Are you guys okay??? You disappeared from the pond after I saw you!"

I thought it was sweet, if a little overly concerned for her to worry when we'd just headed home for dinner, so I told her all was well and we were looking forward to the hunt this afternoon.

And that's when she responded with this:

"The egg hunt was yesterday at 5:00 pm."

And...color me stoooopid.

HOW IN THE WORLD DID I MANAGE TO GET MY DONATED EGGS AND BOTTLED WATER TO HER HOUSE ON THURSDAY, BUT SPAZ ON THE ACTUAL FRIGGIN' DATE OF THE EVENT???!!!

I have a newborn. That's how.

Boooooooo.

The funniest bit is that I'm pretty sure we were down at the pond DURING a few phases in of the hunt. We were just around the corner and couldn't see anybody.

I'm telling ya--what a mess.

Of course, after learning of my error, I stewed in my I'm-a-terrible-mother-and-my-child-missed-out pity. And courtesy of my friend, the hormones, I even teared up. And then the hubby and I decided we were just going to have to pull together a hunt in the yard.

So we did.

In the end, Chica knew no difference. But I'll still remember this as The Easter Hunt That Wasn't. And I'll look forward to next year when we can try again!

The End.

:)