NO BIG DEAL

I love being a mom.

It's way fun.

I especially like doing my children's errands.

Those are the BEST.

The other day Kaleb came to me.

(he does that when he's needy)

You see...we just bought him a team soccer jacket,

to the tune of $40.

(that's a story for another day)

After three wears...

he tells me the zipper fell off.

I groan.

He moans.

I call his coach to complain.

He tells me to return it to the store.

It's 25 minutes away.

Great.

I procrastinate, cuz I'm good at that.

Today I wanted to cross THAT chore off my list!

It's raining, no...POURING out.

I load Ben into the car.

We drive 25 minutes to the store.

I unload my 50lb. child,

and carry him into the store.

We stand there waiting...

it was a big warehouse.

The place was slow,

but nobody was running to service us.

I was starting to buckle.

(under the weight of my son)

"Could someone PLEASE help me?"
A not so helpful guy strolled over.

I proceeded to tell him the problem with the jacket,

and how I paid $40 and would he please replace it.

As I'm showing him the non-exsistent zipper,

(you know...the one that fell off)

I suddenly notice...

THE ZIPPER DOES EXIST.

It's at the top of the jacket.

I look at him.

He looks at me.

I slowly back away and run for the door.

I'm a moron!

(my bad for not checking first)