It's Monday. It's officially a "Not Me Monday" (but I'm totally including things from this weekend)

I did not drive downtown and try to parallel park in front of a crowded restaurant. I absolutely did not run over the curb in the process. I did not hear the random bystanders laughing at my expense. I did not sit unpaid for 15 minutes and then leave after I realized it was not free parking. I then did not drive around until my gas light came on. I did not make Amanda wait at the UPS store until I went to the only gas station I knew which is 15 minutes from the UPS store...Nope. I sure didn't.

I did not drive over the curb at the park because all the gates were locked.

I did not wake up at 12:30pm. I was not 5 minutes late to work (which isn't bad because I don't live upstairs from where I work). I did not incorrectly enter the last 3 months of volunteer hours. Nope. Not me.

Well...today was crazy. Learned a lot.

Had a crisis with one of our teens today. She moved into the Crossing with her dad and stepmom. Her relationship with her mom and stepdad is pretty volatile. Her mom has full custody and decided that since she was no longer receiving child support she would come and take her daughter back (even though she hadn't been caring for the daughter for 2 months). The daughter was devastated. The mom then sends her daughter a text about how she changed her mind about making her leave because she knew how much the daughter hated her anyway so they were 'through.' The daughter doesn't hate her mom...but the mom called a quit to the relationship. The daughter is even more devasted...but relieved that she gets to stay. I just talked to the dad and he said the mom was okay with letting him be in charge. The daughter has improved in school and other areas since she's moved here. It made my heart hurt so much for her. I'm just thankful my parents decided to be grown-ups when it came to crap like that.

Anyway.

Here's a moment of kid hilarity:

Taniah, 5: (swinging outside) "skdkfh gave me a treat!"
Me: Who gave you a treat?
Taniah: God.
Me: What'd He give you?
Taniah: a fruit roll-up!