I bet you thought I forgot about the whole poll/purse/flower thing. Well, see, I didn't forget it just took me a while - I did, however, forget my name today. It was Owen's first day at preschool and, up until Friday, he was adamant that he was not going. Friday, the teacher had all of the children come in for a 15 minute one-on-one appointment to make a special snack place mat. From that point on, Owen has been willing to go to school. Well, we got there this morning and I was nervous again (yes, I spend a lot of my life in that state), so when this other parent held out his hand and introduced himself, I could not remember my name. I just stuck out my hand and and squirmed in the awkward silence. Sad isn't it? I have plenty of excuses: no coffee, distracted by Owen, hectic morning, not enough sleep, but the fact of the matter is - I forgot my name. I joke about it a lot when people ask me about having 3 kids who are all 2 years apart, but this was no joke - it was a real "deer in headlights" moment. What's worse - it is a co-op preschool and after the name incident they will probably think I am incapable of watching children and they will probably kick us out. Too bad because Owen really likes it ...just another something to worry about.