"Brooke! We're late for t-ball! It's half over! It's your first practice! Grab your cleats, get in the car! Now!!"
Pick up Sam (who has no pants on...) Throw her in the car seat. Make an ice cold bottle. Rush out after Brooke. Run one stop sign and one (sort-of) yellow light. Maybe it was closer to bright orange, but who's keeping track? Fly up to the field, park illegally. See a boys team. Talk to some other kid's coach. Blame it on Brooke's coach. ("I don't know what happened sweetie. Her email didn't say it was cancelled for spring break..." ) Go home. Check email. Notice that practice is at six. Not 4:30. 
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I can't believe I'm the first one to read this blog!!!!!! At least you were an hour and a half early rather than late! :)
I think it is safe to say it's the kids fault. Something happens to our brains when we have kids. I think pregnancy kills brain cells or something. :0)
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