"Did you see me wave to you at Costco?"
I looked at the beautiful dark-haired woman smiling at me demonstrating the wave she must have given me days earlier as she drove by me in Costco's massive parking lot.
Frustrated at not remembering if I did or I didn't, I stupidly asked, "No...where was I..?"
"Well you were walking with your little one.."
Ugh. I must not have seen her, returned her glances or even waved back.
I was sad I may have hurt her. I really like this dark-haired woman. She always looks into my eyes like she really cares every time we talk. And she always seems to be 'present' and relaxed in our conversations...not like me, with one eye wandering now and then to see who is doing what to whom and where.
With my children around, every time I try to talk or even look at anyone resembling an adult, my children fall, disappear, hit each other with hockey sticks, roller scooter into pools fully dressed and get stuck in Pepsi machines. And that was just last week.
One day, and I hear it's soon, I'm told I will miss these days of not being able to hold a conversation for longer than 6 seconds.
Then again, I'm kinda looking forward to it.