When I fill out paper work and it asks for occupation, I feel I need a bit more room. A single line just doesn't do the trick. But lately, if I had to summarize my job, I would take the title of Head Negotiator.
Today started out with my typical love/hate relationship with bus #62. It ran slow, therefor the Rice Family ran slow. Actually, I thought I could walk faster than the bus, but it turns out I can't. So I did the walk of shame up the hill to Jaylee's school. However, I will take hand outs whenever needed and some very nice mother spared me the "buzz of shame", by holding the gate open for me. In France, they lock the main gate to the school and if by chance you are running late, you must buzz up, plead your case and then someone comes down and opens the gate for you. Thankfully, I was spared.
So, I will take small victories as they come.
Jaylee, is to be picked up at 4:30. I left the house at 3:00. You can never tell how Aidan's mood is going to turn once he sees the stroller. He has a love/hate relationship with the stroller. Somehow, I negotiated a smooth boarding of the stroller and we were off.
However, my luck changed at the grocery store. I turned from the cashier just in time to see Aidan clawing his sisters face at the front of the Franprix. Unfortunately, there are only 4 checkout lines, so everyone else saw the same scene as I did. How, I miss the good old days of Target when my screaming kids just blended in with everyone else. If we were at Target no one would have noticed the fresh baguette hit the floor, Jaylee scream and Aidan push her out of the stroller.
My negotiating skills went out the window. I became more like my squirrel, I gathered up my children and scurried off.