Have you noticed that life has plenty of drama, all on its own? This week, while heading to pick up my son on his last day of school, whoohoo! The fast lane suddenly slowed down at an intersection where a couple idiots… er impatient adults were running across the road to the median to wait for our line of traffic to subside. I really can’t tell who’s fault this was and in the end it doesn’t matter, but the fast lane came to an abrupt stop just as my attention was shifted to the runners (I was worried they’d just dash across in front of me!) and I slammed on my brakes and barely made the stop. The car behind me didn’t. Poor girl! I really don’t blame her and miraculously, there was so little damage that we ended up just driving off. I’ve been rear ended 3 times here (and no, I don’t suddenly slam on my brakes a lot, the other 2 times I was at a dead stop) and the other impacts caused quite a bit of damage. I think what helped our case was that the other driver had a larger vehicle whose bumper matched the height of my bumper, I’ll take it! I would have been so late to pick up my son and now I didn’t have to be. Smile.
I’ve been spotting a little this week, and I so hoped to put this miscarriage behind us. It will be over soon enough, it’s still the now that’s hard.
This is going to be a short post since I’ve got a terrible headache. The oak trees are dusting or some other nonsense. But, I want to leave you with a smile. My 3 year old did something this week that I’ve never caught any of my other children doing. I was washing dishes and loading the dishwasher and I was nearly done (so visualize quite a lot of dishes dripping onto the dishwasher door). I turn back to place one more dish in and I catch my 3 year old (boy) slurping water off the door. I exclaimed loudly (code for yelled) and told him to stop, but then I couldn’t help laughing. How thirsty was he!?