Standing in a crowded room trying to have a conversation with the woman in front of me about Room Moms and what must be done, I feel a little someone bump into my arm.
“Mom, can you hold this?” She says, holding up an enormous stuffed dog she bought at IKEA.
“No. You brought it, you hold it. I don’t hold your stuff.”
Two minutes later I glance down at my hands and see that not only am I holding a large stuffed dog, but also a water bottle, coloring book and pencil.
Hold on a minute… how did this happen? How does this always happen?
This post was inspired by Five Minute Friday: Hold. Link up here. 🙂
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