Wet Cronctete makes quite a mess...of a friendship.

So we had a less than perfect trip to our dear friends house yesterday and on the way home Jacey tells me crying, "Going to Jills house was not delightful, because Lucas stepped in the concrete." It was pretty funny. So yes, the trip was not delightful, I told them if they couldn't stay out of the concrete (freshly laid sidewalk project they took all day doing and just finished) we would have to leave. So we talked about how sad it would make everyone if they touch it and about 30 minutes later Lucas stepped on it. AND guess what, it made everybody really sad. LUCKILY it was in a spot that was still wet enough to fix however that didn't stop the frustration from pouring out of me. We all anticipated it happening but hoped that it wouldn't. Those who were doing the fixing were gracious and didn't say much even though I know how frustrating that was for them. So to follow through on my threat of having to leave, we had to leave. I was really sad that I trusted him to remember and that it had to be him who did the damage. I asked him in the car why he stepped on the wet concrete and he didn't know, I said, "did you forget?" and he so sad and sweet said, "yeah." So really it was my fault for not preventing the whole thing. So I felt dramatic that I was leaving crying (frustrated with myself and my kids) and I felt awkward and sorry that we made them worry and fix their hard work after they JUST finished it. Later Jill came over with a banana cream pie blizzard (my favorite) and we smoothed things over, they were kind and generous the whole way and it just proves what good friends they are. I thought it to myself a few days ago before this happened(after another nice thing Jill did for someone else) that Jill is a better friend than I am and this just confirms it. Thanks for forgiving us so willingly and we're sorry we stepped in it big time!! :)