Was I Crazy?

Yesterday I decided that I must get the kids out of the house as they had not been out the door all week. The weather has been icky and yesterday was going to be the only halfway decent day all week. Dominic had been sick with a cold but seemed okay except for a runny nose. So armed with my list of errands, I got everyone dressed, baby fed, socks and shoes on, then the big winter coats, and then the prolonged buckling of everyone into the mini-van. Whew! I was already tired!

The first place we went was the post office. Let's just say I never realized how many doors you have to go through to get to the counter to buy your stamps! I got a few looks of "You must be nuts!" Luckily the line was small and no one had time for a meltdown. I've never taken them all to the post office before but we just had to get stamps for the Christmas cards. The postal worker gave them all coloring books, so they were excited about that. Then it took another 10 minutes or so to get back out all the doors and into the van. At least I had people jumping to open doors for me on the way out.

The next place we went was our local crisis pregnancy center where I over-read sonograms they do there. They send me a little thing I plug into the computer and I can luxuriously look at them whenever convenient at my own home. (Don't you love my high-tech names? I am definitely not a computer guru.) Then when I am out running errands, I drop it off. I didn't have to get the kids out at this stop because I just ring the doorbell and they come get it.

Then it was time to go the library to return some books, pick up one on hold, and most important, let the kids play for a while in the kids area with the puzzles and books. We stayed for a while until they had gone through all the puzzles and they each took a turn on the "computer." (an old thing not plugged in and put low for the kids) I only got one comment: "Wow, you have your hands full!" Then the woman proceeded to tell me she has 2 year old twins and we figured out that our sets of twins were actually born 1 day apart! Isn't that neat?! She said, "One baby must be easier after two," and I heartily agreed.

By the time I got all the coats back on and everyone loaded up in the car, I was worn out and it was time to go home. That cured me of my need to get out for a while!