Taking the Tennis Shoes
I encouraged her more times than I can count to collect all of the items from my house she would want or need for her trip to Mexico the following week with her dad. The day she was leaving my house I ran through a mental checklist with her. Swimsuit? Check. Sandals? Check. She gathered her bag of items and off she went. A few days later – the day before her departure – I get the message. “Mom, I forgot my tennis shoes at your house and I need them for the trip. Can you bring them after work?”
