My neighbor Melanie invited me to Chic-fil-a after preschool today. That was before I dropped off the big kids carpool, took Isabelle to pre-school, took Owen to the Dr.s for a "I think he has strep" but doesn't office visit, back to the house to get Owen's backpack because he wasn't contagious, a stop by Sonic to get him to go to school, sat as he ate lunch at school, a chat with his teacher, a visit with Ansley's teacher and to tell Ansley that Owen was at school, a call from my loving husband to come eat lunch him at Heavely ham and off to the car line at pres-school again.
As I sat in Chic-fil-a, all I could think was wow, I am glad that we are so over this stage. There were all these cute little Mommies with their infants and toddlers. I kept getting flashbacks of those hard times. Kept getting flashbacks of why I stopped going to public places like that. It made me a little sad. Sad because I stopped doing things like that b/c it got too hard. Sad because I wonder how many things I have done to protect one child but never let the other experience.
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I believe my wife is forgetting one eansy weansy tidbit for today. Well, after lunch Amy was getting in her car and wondering why the window button was not working and the window not going down. I politely informed her that it would work better if the keys were in the ignition so the ELECTRONIC windows would work. Thank you for the laugh. Almost as funny as the doors at Walmart
ReplyDeleteOkay, the above comment was made by my husband. Not me. :)
ReplyDeletewhewww. . . I'm exhausted just reading that first paragraph :)
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