Twice now I have submitted my name as a chaperone on a field trip for Anne Marie's class.
Twice now I have been too late. Other parents got there first.
Twice now she has come home teary eyed, telling me that I can't come.
Twice now I have hugged her and told her I tried.
I know they have at least one more field trip and a field day.
So please, Mrs. Teacher, can we not make it three times that I have to look into Anne Marie's big blue doe eyes and tell her I tried?