i had not gone a half mile, on my way to the walmart with the girls in our new ride. preparing to turn left, i saw a car behind me flashing his lights and motioning for me to pull over. surely he's in a hurry. must be an emergency. so, i pulled to the side, thinking he would quickly go around me. nope. it seemed he was even more adamant about me continuing on. hm, i thought. he must be going the same way as me or something. strange. i continued on my way, turned left, tra-la-la. well, he became even more adamant, hazard lights on, waving his arms for me to pull over.
i should probably do what the man says, i thought.
i pulled over and waited for. . what. a prize? an announcement? a beating?
nope. that nice young man quickly saved one of the Eldest's favorite books that somehow had been left on the van bumper overnite. as i reached for it through my window, i said 'oh my gracious! how did that happen?? thank you!!'
and i laughed, so as not to cry, all the way to walmart.
i'm one of those now. welcome.