Whats more important is LOVE!

So...Trenton's eighth birthday is tomorrow, and this morning I made a BIG deal about bringing cup cakes to his class and sent him with a note (that I reminded him about twenty times to give his teacher) asking what time is good and how many students are in his class. Travis is in Snowflake working at an office there today, and I was having contractions every time I sat up or walked around so I decided to go home and just wait to hear from his teacher. She called about 11am to let me know that any time after 2pm was good since the kids get out at 2:30. I laid back down for a bit and then realized after a while that it was getting late. So got ready, got the two crazy-uncooperative monkeys ready and headed out the door. By the time we got to Walmart we still had about 40 minutes. Enough time...RIGHT??!! WRONG!! I can never go there for just one thing. Walked by the baby section and they had warm jammies and some other clothes for the baby for just $1.00. Who couldn't pass that up? Realize it's getting late, grab cup cakes, stop to grab card, which Jacob protests almost every one I pick up and Xander is grabbing all he can, I look down at my watch and it's 2:10. CRAP! Good thing we live in a town where you can get anywhere in 5 minutes. Except for when they have four lanes open and every senior citizen in town is at Walmart that day!!! By the time I got out of there it was 2:25. I was mortified. How could I have been so careless and not make it on time? I cried all the way there, while waiting in line for him to get in the car, and then even more when I tried to explain to him what happened. He said that it was fine, and I promised that since I already had the cupcakes we would do it on Monday. When we got home he hurried into the house and then met me as I came in with this:

I really am blessed with such great kids. Trenton showed me what was really important: LOVE.