you're wrong about most things, anyway

it's that confident feeling

of finally being on time for preschool.

"mommy, may I have a glass of tomato juice?"

"of course, my sweet. 

my darling. 

my beautiful, sophisticated child who drinks tomato juice.

of course you may."

and you smile

because you are confident

and organized

and your child drinks tomato juice.

and with one shake of the recyclable glass bottle (well done, you!) 

you feel the cap wobble beneath your palm

your child says "oh shit!"

and in that moment

that second

that one shake of a bottle

you are no longer on time for preschool.