This weekend is off to a good start. Suzanne arrived yesterday after all. That was a little bit of adventure that left me briefly wondering whether or not I had truly lost my mind. Alright, I confess that ever since I first became a parent I have often wondered that, but this time I actually had proof. I showed up at the bus station where I had taken the bus several times to NYC only to find that the bus station was now a car rental place. Of course the kids were whining, the traffic was pretty congested and the first thought in my mind was not "This is no longer a bus station," but rather "I've lost my mind! I must be on the wrong street!" A slight panic set in as well as a slight layer of sweat.
After circling around the neighborhood several times, I finally pulled into the car rental place and confirmed that it had indeed used to be a bus station. Phew! I wasn't going crazy. However, that left me with another big question, "Where was the bus station?". How weird is that the bus station was suddenly gone? It's not exactly like it was a restaurant where it wouldn't be a big surprise to see a new one in its place. It's a bus station. What's the turnover rate for the average bus station? I checked the sky for aliens. Fortunately I got directions from a teenage girl walking down the street and a few stoplights, one way streets and perhaps a muttered swear word or two later, I found the the bus station and was able to pick up Suzanne.
We all watched my older son's (OS) Tae Kwon Do class as well as YS's ensuing temper tantrum during it. We also spent a short amount of time trying to figure out life's big puzzle of the day: Where did YS's giant bump over his right I come from and how long had he had it for? Then we went to a restaurant where it appears that Suzanne was mistaken for a child and offered a children's menu. I'll let you read that on her blog. Now I'm hanging out at the BlogHer Boston conference. So far so good. I'll post more later.
A. Elliot's Lesson Learned: If you haven't been some place in a while, it's not a bad idea to check the address particularly if someone is waiting for you.
Professional Mom of two cats, a dog, an ant farm, and oh yeah...two boys: a 5 year old and a 2 year old. Also found in my house is my husband who is known on this blog as The Big Giraffe.
For those of us who didn't get an instruction manual with our babies and for whom parenting hasn't always gone as planned. On a more serious note this blog is about supporting a woman's ability to make her own choices about parenting including the choice, for whatever reason, to bottle feed her babies formula.
I have to say, though, you really don't expect things like bus stations and train stations to move.
Hope you have a great time at the conference!