I have no one else I want to tell this story to, but I have to get it off my chest. Today I went to eat lunch with my dad. I got directions off mapquest because I didn’t know the best way from my new house. Well, it was a cinch–only 2 turns and 20 minutes from start to finish.
We ate at a cute burger place where I got a bluecheese burger and chocolate nachos for dessert. Yum. Once Daddy left Lydia kept looking for him in the parking lot. While I strapped her in the carseat, she was looking out the window for him. Then once I got in the car, she looked right at me, signed “Daddy” and said, “Da?” She was asking for him! It was so cute! I was so excited, I called Daddy, then called my dh, then called my mom. OK, so I’m a little proud of my daughter.
Well, by this time I was driving but not really looking where I was going. Suddenly, I got to a deadend. A deadend I didn’t remember seeing before. I found a place to turn around so I could get back on track. Well, one hour later I pull into my house. ONE HOUR. I lived in Atlanta for 21 years before I got married. You’d think I could find my way back. The only thing I could find was the same 2 streets over and over again. Honestly, I went around the same circle 3 times. Finally, I had to get on the interstate and take the long way home. Poor Lydia was crying in the back and I was practically crying in the front. I have absolutley no sense of direction.
To encourage myself, I’ll leave you with this quote:
“That’s the worst of girls,” said Edmund to Peter and the Dwarf. “They never carry a map in their heads.”
“That’s because our heads have something inside them,” said Lucy.
— from Chapter 9 of Prince Caspian, by C. S. Lewis
