I panicked while driving down Ansborough Avenue. It was 3:30 p.m. and I had told them I would be there at 2. The sky was already growing dark and I had forgotten to pick up Erik and his friend, who were ice fishing on a freezing cold day in January. For me, it was a hectic day with lots of distractions, and I had simply forgotten them. Thank God, seriously, thank God, the boys were safe and not frozen like icicles. Not a gold-star moment for this mom.