a hat day

Today looks as though it is going to shape up to be a day in which I don my "professional mom" hat.  Of course, I never take that one off, after all one never stops being a mom. But when some of the children are in the foothills of adulthood, there are times when the hat has to be downgraded a bit to something less formidable, say, a little doily, lest I quench their growth.






But today it's a hat day. Rachael woke up with what appears to be an abscessed tooth. Our regular dentist does not have hours today (two things one can't do on a Monday; 1. get a haircut, and 2. have a dental emergency). so I am waiting for the 9:00 hour and will start calling around.

 When these kinds of things happen I have that burst of clear thinking and sort of overdrive. I go through this check list of essentials:

1. What do I have on the schedule today? can I clear it/change it?

2. What are all the other people in the house's schedule?

3. How will we pay for the (insert crisis or quasi-crisis here)?

4. Can I get a cup of coffee before we go?

And there are some days that call for a hard hat. Thanks be to God not today.

 Sometimes dads have to do this too. Only they have to get their own hats.









As it turns out I was able to get an appointment with a group my other daughter goes to. So- off to do some of the other errands before the dentist--lets see, where's my hat?---