{ugh. walmart. on a saturday. need i say more? ok. i will. sick kids necessitated an untimely venture there. jacob was recovering from a fever, with coughing and other cold symptoms. he was at the cantankerous stage of feeling better. sarah had the stomach bug. messy. ewwww. details on that are not rated E for everyone...}
Ran to Walmart. literally. Meaning, we pulled in the lot, parked, I hopped out of the van and started running toward the doors. It was so cold and very windy. Made sense to me. Then I heard Ben's voice in desperate, pleading tones behind me. "Mom. Don't run. Please. You're embarrassing me!"
I can run, roll my eyes and laugh outloud at the same time. I am that coordinated.
Poor Ben.
Me. Embarrassing him. humph.
{motherhood has brought me many things. high speed, bumpy road, hard to steer emotions for one. i can go from intense beaming pride and joy to complete and utter mortification * the dear merciful God, let the floor open up and swallow me* kind in about 30 seconds flat. overusing the clutch and grinding the gears every daggone time.}
I wanted to smirk. and wickedly. I felt powerful indeed. At least briefly.
They had their turn...and now {gasp} I guess I have mine?
{why is it that kids don't seem to get how cool we are?}

I recently accompanied Sarah, two busloads of kids and other enthusiastic parental chaperones and teachers
on an excursion to a nearby international airport. Southwestern Airlines offers more than "Bags Fly Free." They also have an awesome "Adopt-A-Pilot" program for students that culminates in a field trip to the airport. And it includes a free lunch. :)





{btw, can you see the relationship between subjects here? walmart. the airport. me neither.}

Anyway. It was a grand, memorable experience with my daughter, her friends and classmates.
Yes indeedy. Loved it.
But I gotta admit, the whole time I was also thinking about a certain friend.
Because in just a couple of weeks,
I will be making a trip to the same airport,
when this gal flies into town!!!

I just can.not.wait.
I can't wait!!!

And I know that her Grandma and a whole bunch of other friends
are excitedly anticipating her visit as well!
{see? really very important!!!}
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