Blonde Moment

I have never been the most observant person. My husband claims he goes shopping with me just to protect the innocent. So where was he yesterday when I needed him?

The morning started...well not good, seeing as I don't do mornings. But early hour aside, I managed to get ready, drink one-and-a-half cups of coffee, feed clothe and groom three boys, and get them all out the door by 8:25 a.m. I packed up the two youngest in the red wagon and started off to walk Connor to school. As we passed through the gate of the field, I noticed that there seemed to be an unusual amount of children playing with balls. They were running and kicking and throwing the balls.

"That's cute to see so many kids playing together," I said to myself.

We continued on and I noticed there was a man running and playing with the kids. I figured out he was a teacher and I was surprised and pleased with his dedication to his job and the kids. "Isn't that nice that he's interacting with them," I thought. "It's wonderful to see a teacher who really cares."

As we drew nearer the commotion, I realized I was faced with a dilemma. These kids were playing right in the middle of the field and I needed to go through them to reach the school. I glanced around to see if there was a way around the activity, but I would have had to go waaaaay around. So, I figured I'd just cut through. Now, I had a baby in the wagon, so I was watching out for flying balls.

I had just reached the other side when I felt a tap on my shoulder.

"Mame?" I stopped and turned. It was one of the teachers.

"Yes?"

"Would you mind going around next time? We're having soccer practice."

That's when I noticed the whistle around her neck. I felt an uncomfortable tightness begin in my chest. "Oh, I'm so sorry. I didn't realize. Did I just walk through your practice?"

"Yes, but that's okay. Next time, if you could just go around the orange pylons."

There were pylons?! I looked back and sure enough there were four orange pylons placed at four corners. And right through the middle, on a diagonal, from corner to corner, were two wagon wheel tracks.

Can you say blonde moment??