I had four hours in the car by myself yesterday (baby shower for a dear friend in eastern MA) and found myself thinking about a few things.
1. I am thankful to have a husband who takes the kids for the day, no questions asked, no complaints. I never have a doubt in his ability to handle it. He doesn't need direction. He's immersed in our day to day life so he knows the drill as well as I do. I can't say this about all fathers.
2. I still smirk when I see that a state cop has pulled over an out-of-stater. I know, I shouldn't. Someday that could be me.
3. Certain towns and cities still make me think of particular people even though I haven't seen them in years or he or she hasn't lived there in a long time. "Oh, that's where 'Lisa' from college came from", or "I remember getting off this exit to go visit 'the Smiths'". I wonder how long these associations will last. Some of them are over 10 years old!
4. Do the people who design baby clothes actually have children? Because buttons up and down the legs of pajamas do no favors for sleep-deprived parents. Zippers, people. Zippers!
5. Calling Steve to tell him I was on my way home resulted in being put on speaker phone. I heard Rosie say: "I want to give mama a kiss!", and a pucker noise, then I heard Buddy do the same, much louder. Motherhood is so sweet.
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