We had a bunch of errands to run this morning. One of them was a trip to the rescue mission in a larger town about half an hour away. The GPS took me a different way that I was expecting and I muttered aloud to myself, “Where are we?”

I wasn’t expecting an answer when Adam piped up from the backseat with, “We in the city Mommy”. That kid is too much sometimes.

After we had dropped off the clothes we were donating we headed to the mall. Along the way we drove through an area that smelled awful. Adam was quick to ask, “Mommy, what that smell?” When I told him I didn’t know he said, “It smell like poop Mommy. Somebody pooped Mommy.” He then spent the next couple minutes trying to decide who was responsible for the odor. He ended up blaming Daddy, who was at work (sorry Dave).

Once we were away from the foul smell, he then decided I was lost (surprisingly I wasn’t) and kept saying over and over again, “Oh no, we lost.” He was later distracted by a police car.

I tried to turn it in to a lesson and instructed him that if he is ever lost he should ask a policeman for help. I think he got the idea because he immediately told me to turn around and go talk to the policeman because “we lost”.

This evening we visited some friends and met their beautiful new daughter. Adam loved the attention he got from them while I snuggled with their baby girl. He showed off for them, singing songs and spinning in circles. At one point he was spinning a like a Tasmanian Devil on speed as he sang the ABC Song as fast as he could. He also got to play with their cat and watch one of his favorite shows on their big TV. Before leaving he remarked that he, “had a great day”.

I know I’ve said it before, but my kids are pretty much made of awesome.