There are times I doubt I possess any sort of maternal instincts (or whatever it is I am supposed to have to make me a good mom someday). But then something like this weekend happens and I think…well…I guess I can’t be THAT far off:
I am walking through Target picking up a few toiletry items I was running low on when I heard a young voice coming from behind me.
When I turned around I realized a little boy was chasing me yelling:
Boy: Look daddy, there’s mommy!
Father: Where buddy?
Boy: Right theeeeeere!! [pointing at me]
Father: Oh, no, bud. That’s not her. [father picks son up]
Boy: Yes it is, I KNOW it [Boy faces me and starts yelling again] Mommy, mommy!
Um…actually, kid, your dad was right. I….don’t….really….know what to do. But the good news is that I apparently look like the kind of person that could be someone’s wife and mother. There’s hope after all.