I could not have been more wrong.Let's start this off by clearing the air about something. I have NO NO NO sense of direction. Seriously. None. Blind, newly born kittens have more of a sense of direction than I do. At least they can find their way to their food source. I on the other hand, could be four blocks from a Wendy's and starve to death. Having asked for directions 10 times and written them down twice.
And I hate to be late. Hate it. Being late sends my lack of internal GPS even further into SPG (the opposite of GPS) as I get flustered and frustrated. Because I AM intelligent. I am. I graduated magna cum laude and everything. But there were no classes on how to get somewhere. Luckily.
We left the house with 15 minutes more than we needed to get to the orchard (according to mapquest). I still managed to get there about 30 minutes late. WITH a GPS...that was on...and working. I think the Tomtom was preying on my stupidity. It knew I was totally dependent on it. It sent me in the opposite direction than I was supposed to be going. And of course I had no idea. Until I was waaaaay off course. By the time I got to the orchard I wanted to punch the Tomtom in his faceface. Seriously.
Then we left early because this was Moses' attitude.
And Aaron was covered in sweat and screaming.
2 1/2 year old + 3 month old + 80 degrees +flustered mom = disaster.
You can file that equation away for when you need it.
And then to top it off...they charged us for our strawberries approximately twice as much I could have gone to Kroger and spent. In the AC. With NO children in tow. And gotten chocolate. Seriously.
So I am starting over right now at 2:39pm and celebrating the fact that instead of napping...Aaron rolled over for the first time just now. :)