This past Thursday, the boys and I met up with a friend and her two daughters for lunch and some fun at the local splash pad. We had such a great time. But I felt rushed and unorganized by the time we got there. My husband had dressed Ben in the morning and grabbed shoes and not sandals, strike one. We had to stop for sunscreen and had a baby melt down, strike two. I forgot hats for the boys, and then the picnic blanket, strike three and four. Then the list just seemed to grow. The next day the boys and…