the hubs needed to make a stop at an old co-workers last night... so we bathed and pj-ed both kids, warmed up their sippy cups of milk and trekked out.... well, and i needed to find a store where i could pick up steno notepads, special k diet goodies (we'll see about the "goodies" part in about 3 days) and baby orajel toothpaste ... hence, walmart (groan!).
we knew we were pressing our luck with miss sassafrass...anything past 7:30 pm and it's holy guacamole in our back seat.
we were fast approaching that breaking point.
the hubs and i, for some random reason decided that *tonight* would be the night to take the cheshire road route...a route we've only heard about and never taken...
MISTAKE. yeh...mistake with ALL CAPITAL LETTERS!
about 10 minutes from home, while we're lost somewhere between here and there in the middle of a little neighborhood who knows where... Miss Sassafrass lets it all out... and well... that's that at this point - the milk cup is empty, the snackies are done, the dvd playing in the backseat is not entertaining... and it's 7:50...
i'm trying my best, all contorted backwards in the suv to try to comfort the little miss - and well, i'm trying is all i can say!
then...a defining moment - when all my worry of "doing it right" as a parent is demolished... because Master D reaches over (in attempts to pet sissy and comfort her) and in his most sweetest, most wonderfulness, most adorable moment says....
"it's gonna be right sissy - we're gettin' you home soon.... don't cry sissy, don't cry"....
my heart melts... because Master D is my sweet, kind, sensative child and hearing those words and witnessing that gesture makes you know that... gosh, darn it... you are doing something right!
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