Maybe Your Kid Shouldn't Come

over after all!

One of Alexa's friends came home with us after school today as her mom was having a procedure done today and needed a bit of help with the logistics of her five kiddos! We had a great afternoon- snacks, playtime outside, playtime inside, and some good 'ole Tom and Jerry on the tv.

However, when it was time to take her home, I took her to the wrong house! No one was home for us to be too embarassed, but when we pulled up, she said, "I have never lived in this house!" It was too cute. She wasn't upset or overly forceful, but she knew it didn't look right.

Why did I take her to the wrong house?

Well, I have picked her up and dropped her off one other time. I knew which neighborhood, and I knew she lived next to the neighborhood playground. I was thinking she was the house across the street from the playground which put the playground in her front yard. She actually lives in the house on the next block which puts the playground almost in her back yard. Oops! The house layouts (at least from the outside) are exactly the same, so I really thought I was in the right place.

Oh well . . . we didn't seem to upset her and I had a good laugh about it. Just a warning though to any other people out there who haven't brought their child to our house before . . . you might use caution after all!

(In case the signficance of this post escapes you, keep reading to my post from last Friday.)

A Great Compliment

Someone we have a casual relationship with dropped off their child at our house this evening for some play time. When invited, the mom asked if she could stick around for a while. I said that was fine, she could stay as long as she wanted for her and/or her child to feel comfortable. She came in, she visited for a few minutes, and left. Before leaving, she mentioned that she had asked one her friends to ask her husband (who apparently works in the athletic dept) if he would let his kids play at our house. He said "Yes, there is no question about that!" Apparently that was the only confirmation she needed, because other than ask what movie we would be watching, she seemed more than comfortable leaving her son after a quick good-bye to him.

I know our family isn't perfect, but it is nice to know that people I don't even know that well (I don't even know the guy she asked) recognize Rob and I as being responsible, trustworthy people.