Then Love Bug refused to nap. Second day in a row. Third day in a week. But I know that he is not giving up his nap. He just turned two. He is not giving up his nap. If one more person suggests that he might be giving up his nap, I am going to go into a fugue state.
Anyway, then we went to this playgroup, which my neighbor invited us to and I was pleasantly surprised to discover that I knew someone else there. I spent a good bit of time chatting with her. Our daughters know each other. I mentioned to my neighbor, “Oh, Elizabeth and I already know each other from such and such.” Elizabeth was surprised to find out that I homeschool my kids. “So you’re home with all three of them all day? Every day? Really?”
We chatted some more. When it came time to leave:
Me: It was great to see you, Elizabeth!
Her: My name is Anne.
I apologized profusely. I don’t know why I got her name wrong. I’ve emailed with this person, she actually has the same first and last name as another friend of mine and both of their husbands have the same first name. You would think I’d remember that.
She said “no problem” and all that but I am pretty sure I just confirmed the fact for her that I am indeed nuts. She thought I might be, with the homeschooling and being with all my kids all the time and all, but now she knows for sure. I have lost my mind.
Then I realized that she let me call her the wrong name like half a dozen time before she said anything. And no one else said anything either. What the….???!!! Well, what do I know? I’m crazy.
Yes, I am. I’m sure of it because then I rushed my kids through dinner and out the door to go to Firefly’s basketball game, only to arrive at the game site to find that no one was there. The game was on a different night.
Yup, it was one of those days.