Today started off like any other normal Monday.  Got the kids ready, J complaining the whole time, and headed off to school.

When I arrived back home my Mom had called to say that my Sister had missed her flight home from India.  It hadn’t occurred to my Mom that when my Sister had called her Sunday night she had already missed it since they are so many hours ahead of us.  Thus, the scrambe began.  Somehow my Sister was confused about what day it was and just plain old missed the flight.  After much confusion and panic she was able to rebook on the same flight the next night.  Phew!

I picked up J at school and headed to my Mom’s only to see more panic again as my Dad’s heart had gone out of rhythm again and he was headed over to the hospital and Mom was still getting my Sister’s four kids ready from the morning disaster. Ack!

We (my other Sister arrived for backup) packed Mom off to the hospital and set about feeding eight children lunch and keeping them from destroying Grandma’s house.  Once naptime was done we split them up and brought them back to our respective houses for sleep overs because Mom and Dad would both need some quiet time for the night.

Is Monday over yet??  Just wondering because I have an eight year old, six year old and a five and a half year old that need to stop laughing and get to sleep.