The time I thought she was a goner.
We took some time on Saturday to go to the Denver History and Science Museum. (I think. Long name.)
As we got started, I pulled the kids aside to run through the "If you get lost" guidelines. Rachel passed with flying colors.
Then there was Danielle. The conversation went something like this:
Me: Danielle, what do you do if you get lost?
Goner: Stay with YOU!
Me: No... if there's nobody around, and you're alone, what do you do?
Goner: Stay with YOU! (There were several variations of this. Finally, she got the question and says,)
Goner: Go home with another family!
(I grab her and tell everyone, "We're NOT letting go of this child!")
So, we run through the find-a-grownup thing, and move on....
Me: What's your name?
Goner: Danielle.
Me: What's your LAST name?
Goner: Nickels! (Later, Jon points out she was referring to her middle name.)
Me: (grasping at straws, at this point) What's his name? (points to Jon.)
Goner: Daddy!
Me: And what's my name?
Goner: ANNA!
Me: What's my last name?
Goner: I don't know.
(I consider crying, at this point.)
Me: OOOOOOOkay. Grandpa, got a pen?
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Yes, ladies and gentlemen, I resorted to writing her FULL NAME and my cell phone number ON HER ARM. Good grief, what else could I do?
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Today's the first prenatal appointment. I am looking forward to the sound of that heartbeat already! I think I mightmightmight have felt a flutter yesterday.
As we got started, I pulled the kids aside to run through the "If you get lost" guidelines. Rachel passed with flying colors.
Then there was Danielle. The conversation went something like this:
Me: Danielle, what do you do if you get lost?
Goner: Stay with YOU!
Me: No... if there's nobody around, and you're alone, what do you do?
Goner: Stay with YOU! (There were several variations of this. Finally, she got the question and says,)
Goner: Go home with another family!
(I grab her and tell everyone, "We're NOT letting go of this child!")
So, we run through the find-a-grownup thing, and move on....
Me: What's your name?
Goner: Danielle.
Me: What's your LAST name?
Goner: Nickels! (Later, Jon points out she was referring to her middle name.)
Me: (grasping at straws, at this point) What's his name? (points to Jon.)
Goner: Daddy!
Me: And what's my name?
Goner: ANNA!
Me: What's my last name?
Goner: I don't know.
(I consider crying, at this point.)
Me: OOOOOOOkay. Grandpa, got a pen?
********************
Yes, ladies and gentlemen, I resorted to writing her FULL NAME and my cell phone number ON HER ARM. Good grief, what else could I do?
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Today's the first prenatal appointment. I am looking forward to the sound of that heartbeat already! I think I mightmightmight have felt a flutter yesterday.