Wednesdays are supposed to be quiet days -- no preschool, no mad dashes to the Honda (with its accompanying seat warmers -- glorious.) But today was busy as I had to take Macey to the doctor. She's had a cold for five days and it's starting to affect her sleep. So off we went to the doctor's, to the Moore's to borrow their nebulizer (thank you, Stephanie!) to McDonalds, to the gas station and finally to Target to drop off Macey's prescriptions. Not exactly a quiet day.
Before we left Target, the girls asked if they could go see the toys. I said, "Sure" since they had been so good during everything. On the way to the toys, Macey was dancing around the aisle and not really being careful. Emma, always the big sister, YELLED:
"Macey, watch where you're going! You almost hit that old lady!"
Well, the lady was probably in her early 50's. . .and me . . . well, I just wanted to be anywhere but there.