My Mom and Dad came down yesterday, since Dad had a Dr's. appt. in
We took a little field trip to
We recently purchased a new(er) and larger car, but the license plates that we were sent were the wrong ones. I took the kids with me to the DMV (shudder), and sat to wait with my ticket in my sweating palm. The waiting area was full of men, not one understanding mom amongst them. I didn’t have any toys or food or drinks or anything! I tried to entertain them with an old picture book in my purse, and finally let them pull out all my cards in my wallet and rearrange them. Boo at one point pulled out a tampon and said loudly, “mom, will you open this?” I snatched it away from her and tried to distract her with something else, as I turned three shades of red and prayed no one saw her. They called number after number, and Yaks realized that the room echoed with his voice and took advantage of the acoustics, if you know what I mean…
They finally called us, and we scurried over to our window to state our business. We got our plates and paid our money, I had to break up no less than three fights b/twn the two of them. Fights that involved screeching and yelling. It wasn’t pretty. I was picking up Yaks, ushering Boo out the door, when I spotted something on the floor that was ours. I grabbed it, shoved it in my purse and hurried out the door. It was the tampon. UGH!
Will I look back on this and laugh? Maybe. Will I one day be able to have a normal chat with my mom at the kitchen table like I used to? Man, I hope so. Will I carry feminine hygiene products in my purse anymore? NO.