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)