Wednesday, November 16, 2011

Door, Car

In getting the children out of the car at school, while holding two backpacks (both sliding off my shoulder) and a half eaten English muffin with cream cheese AND while trying to hurry up so that we could walk to the building with Clara's friend Ingrid and her family (who were waiting impatiently for us after much more efficiently disembarking from their car), I banged the back of Winton's head with the car door.  It made a "toingk" sound (not a "WHANGGGGG"), but nonetheless he cried.

Who authorized me to be a mother?  I am far too careless for it, and generally terrible at holding multiple items and a conversation with a child's friend's father at the same time.

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