Derek's school had their strawberry festival today. We each had to volunteer a shift at one of the fundrasing booths. I volunteered 1st while my wife took the kids around, then she would volunteer after my shift and I'd take them around.
About 30 min into my shift, my 4 year old shows up and asks "Daddy, do you know where mommy is?" I call my wife, no answer (why do women even carry cell phones if they are going to leave them in their purse?...sorry, rant for another day). I tell her to sit down, and I'll find mommy. At this point I'm thinking:
1) Smart little girl! She got lost and came straight to where she knew daddy would be!
2) I wonder why my wife hasn't called. She must be freaking out!
3) Thank God this happened on her shift with the kids!!!!!!!
Eventually, I hear them announce on the loud speaker that a little girl is lost. I walk her up to the band stage and hand her to mommy! Crowd cheers! Crowd thinks I'm a great person! Crowd thinks my wife is a horrible mother!
Life is good!