Full of laughs…
A couple of weeks ago Kaleb called in and commented on a local talk show, and won a pair of tickets to a concert that benefits the orphans of the tsunami. We headed out to San Antonio to pick them up today.
Thanks to Richard’s father’s day present, I figured I could nail this trip, on my own, with out the hubby. I should have known there would be problems when I punched the address into the GPS and it offered me a totally different location. I figured it was close enough. Sweet little Samantha (that’s the GPS voices name) totally led us off track, due to road construction, then got all mad like it was my fault!!! I’ve never heard “recomputing” sound so harsh.
We arrived at the radio station, 45 minutes later than we should have, thanks to Samantha.
I was irritated.
I think the kids were waiting with bated breath to see if I was going to loose it.
I just kept telling them not to speak.
Anyway, so we get to station and not only do we get our concert tickets, but all sorts of other free goodies. Cd’s, movies, books it was really quite a treat. Then I got to speak at length to our local talk show “celebrity” about adoption. He and his wife need to adopt…and I’m not just saying that in the way I think everyone needs to adopt…they really do. Then we got a tour of the radio station.
Once we got on the road again, I was not about to put our fate in the hands of Sam once more. I determined to find my own way to Chick-Fil-A for lunch.
I made another wrong turn.
Got stuck in traffic for another 30 minutes.
Again, I informed the children it would be in their best interest not to speak.
As William screams from the far back seat, “Moooooommmmmy, I saw a Chick-the-Lay right back there. Moooooommmmy, the Chick-The-Lay.”
There were no less then 9000 people in the Chick-Fil-A when we arrived…all of them had 12 unruly and loud children with them.
I informed the children it would be best if they just didn’t speak.
Then we went to Wal-Mart. My highly intelligent, home educated son, had to go to the bathroom. He was taking an unusual amount of time, so I sent his brother in after him. He came out to inform me, his brother was not in the bathroom. Panic just about set in, but then I saw him….coming out of the women’s restroom.
I nearly collapsed from laughter.
Later I asked him if he wondered why there were no urinals.
He said yes.