My favorite moment of last week occured when I took the kids to the post office. I had 2 packages to mail (one large one and one small one). I had one baby to carry in. And, I had three very "busy" boys in-tow. I got the stroller out of the back of the car and I attempted to put the large package in the back of the stroller. I knew from before I even tried that there was no way it was going to fit. Then, I got Elisabeth out and started putting her in the stroller. This sweet, grandmother-type lady (who I had noticed watching me from her car) came over and asked if she could help me carry the package in. I was relieved. She sweet talked Elisbeth and then took a step or two toward the post office. I said, "Just a minute." Then, I proceeded to get all of the boys out of the car. The sweet lady looked stunned.
Then, she said: Are they ALL YOURS??
I sort of felt like superwoman and a freak of nature all at the same time! It didn't matter, though. I could have hugged that women for helping me get in the post office.