Wow, this blog has propelled me into the limelight and now there is just no hiding from my hoards of admirers. Its pretty awesome and I'm trying to be humble but its hard when you are just so stinking famous.
Ok, I exaggerate. One person recognized me. Ok, and I guess if you accidentally leave your blog address at the bottom of an email that you send out to a club with over 100 people in it chances are someone will be curious (or bored) enough to check it out. Well, and we had chatted before at the Y before she recognized me from my blog (Hi Sarah) but it still TOTALLY made my day.
Anyway, do you want to know what I learned over Memorial Day weekend? I learned that if you lose your child in Lowe's they have a whole procedure that they go through and this cool code on the loud speaker and everything. Pretty cool in theory except when it is your blond boy who is missing and you are just imagining him wandering off with a stranger or running into the parking lot in a panic. As it turns out he wasn't lost for long. Ryan and I split up (he took Ainsley and I took Reid) and after I ran to the front so they could put their Lost Child Procedure into action I circled a couple times before I spotted Ryan with a shopping cart containing one more child then when I'd seen him last. Jake wasn't scared at all. He was running around in the back of the store having a ball. Anyway, times like these are when I know people are looking at me and my offspring and they are just dying to throw me down on the ground right there and tie my tubes for me.
And maybe I should let them.