For any of you who don't know, though I suspect no one at this point, we are expecting an addition to our family in a few months. Extreme fatigue has been the name of the game for me lately and unfortunately that has meant not documenting any adventures. The following story occurred about a month ago. It is too good not to write down for posterity. However, if Edmund reads this in a few years it may just have to come down. There are no pictures, thank goodness, and after reading you'll understand why.
Edmund and I accompanied his friend Emma and her mom, Jennifer, to a park one day several weeks ago. Earlier in the day we had gone to visit some primates at the Duke Lemur Center. Afterwards the kids begged for time to simply run around. The day was absolutely beautiful. There wasn't a cloud in the sky and the temperature peaked at 72 degrees. I even found myself talking as if summer were not far off, believing it truly were early spring and not late January. So of course we could not deny the children a frolic in the park.
It appeared everyone else in our town had the same idea as I had never before seen the park so crowded. There were at least 100 people, if not more, enjoying a day in the park. Jennifer and I stood talking as Edmund and Emma took turns climbing and sliding. Then out of the corner of my eye I spied a child relieving himself in an open, grassy area of the park. To my surprise and horror it was my child. I had asked Edmund multiple times before arriving at the park if he had needed to go potty, and he told me "no." When I finally got to my son I had no choice, but to let him finish. I asked him why he thought it was OK to go potty in the middle of the park. He said, "I chose a part with no people around." This was indeed the truth, but there was also no tree cover, so he was on display for all to see. I don't know how, but it honestly seemed like not a single person, except myself, witnessed the display. Warm weather it seems put the blinders on. All I have to say is "thank goodness."
