I left the house later than I had wanted, headed for groceries at Nolt's and WalMart, with a goal of arriving on time for Story Hour just two hours hence. At least 40 of those minutes set aside for drive time. Preschooler and newborn along for the ride. Fat chance.
We managed an efficient Nolt's trip, and although Lemuel screamed for awhile in the shop and I thought I'd need to nurse him in the van, he fell back to sleep for the ride up the hill to WalMart. And then we managed an efficient trip to WalMart--quite possibly the most efficient trip I've ever made there with my children. And although Lemuel screamed for awhile in the store and I thought I'd need to nurse him in the store, we raced through and paid and finished in record time, and I realized that not only could I nurse him in the van--but I had time to nurse him in a relaxed fashion. Wonder of wonders!
As we crossed the parking lot on our way out I told Lewis, "You know what little blessing God gave me just now? A cart whose wheels steer properly, and aren't all catawampus." Because steering a cart with one hand is hard (especially with preschooler in the cart and newborn strapped to me, screaming and desiring a meal and a smooth ride).
We even had time to stop at home for me to run the cold groceries in to the fridge. And we arrived at the library 4 minutes early.
Unheard of. Praise Jesus for a morning like that!
Awesome!!!!
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