The wife's at a conference all week.
And she just knew I knew about the professional development day.
Of course, I knew about it.
When I got to kindergarten dropoff and saw no one else there.
And we're all the way to Virginia, but Costco doesn't even open until 11?
Whatever, it seemed like a fine day.
Except that somehow, by bedtime, literally every sippy cup in the house is in the sink.
Not sure what that means.