The ups and downs of Motherhood

Well, it looks like 1 was a magic number for Mr Armour here. It seems he is suddenly communicating more, moving better, and growing more teeth. He is a funny kids, and never ceases to amaze me.

Yesterday, I took my kids to a free family movie out "in the valley" (if you know Spokane, you know what that means). We watched Charlotte's Web. It was, as usual, a hassle, but it got us out of the hot, hot house and into an air conditioned building for a couple hours. After going to the movie, I decided to do my shopping for the week, as the least expensive groceries are at Super Wal-Mart, and the Super Wal-Mart is right near the movies in "the valley".

During our Wal-Mart excursion, Armour did 2 amazing things. The first, I am quite amazed and proud of. An old person asked him how old he is and he very confidently held up one finger and said loudly "This!" Later when I related that story to Wes, he told Wes he was "This" with one finger up too, so evidently not a fluke, he is simply a genius.

The second thing my genius did doesn't fill me with such a sense of pride-more a sense of dread really. I had my list of things I needed written in my planner and stupidly put the planner, opened to my list, next to Armour in the cart. As I walked to the frozen food case to decide which frozen fattening, expensive child's food to allow my kids to get for lunch (corn dogs as Ender wanted or Chimichungas as Solace wanted), my baby started to pull out cards from my planner. So, being a mere 2 feet away from him, naturally I noticed this pretty rapidly and grabbed my drivers licence, debit card, and health insurance card out of his hand immediately. I returned them to their respective spots, looked around to make sure nothing else was on the ground or in the cart or in his hands. I even walked back through the last few aisles to make sure I hadn't missed something...

Fast forward to me paying for my groceries, and realizing my credit card, the one that says "physician" on it, making it appear as though I might actually have some money, was missing. It had been in there when I went in the store, but was not there anymore...I frantically searched every part of the store I had been in, talked to the manager, and inevitably ended up having to call and report it as lost or stolen. What a grand hassle!!

Ah...the ups and downs of motherhood...