The first time I was aware of a program at Maria’s school today was early this morning. When she and Forrest G. donned traditional Filipino attire instead of their school uniforms, I deduced that something was going on. I changed my plans for the day and tried to get everyone out the door so we could be on time for the program. Nope. Being on time just doesn’t happen when Fatima, Flo, and Kalamansi are in the mix.