It all started with my new shoes...
So I wear them to church on Sunday morning.. drop my kids off in the nursery and have an hour and a half long date with Jesus, my husband, and my new shoes. It's awesome.
Friday rolls around I was feeling pretty spunky that day, so I put on my new shoes. I met a friend in a neighboring town, loaded the kids up in the almighty double stroller, helped her look at some fantastic wedding dresses, went to lunch, came home and put the kids down for a nap. Since my day was going so well while wearing my new shoes, I decided that I would continue sporting them all evening.
Zoovie was the event that we were going to that hopeful Friday night. It's where they play a fun movie on an inflatable movie screen in the middle of the zoo. It's free for members and we usually bring a big blanket to sit on. We made our way into the zoo with Bar-B-Cutie in hand to watch "Horton Hears A Who". So far, so good.
Selah is at the "escape" stage right now. She tries to escape us in public places at all times. It is terrifying because that little booger is so fast and she will talk/kiss/hug anyone. We are working on boundaries. As we roll up to the park where they show the movie, I can see her little legs dangling from the stroller just waiting to hit the grass. Her chubby little hands can't wave "Hi.. Hi...HI" fast enough to every person that walks by. The Nashville Zoo contains the most heavenly of jungle gyms around. It is like eye candy to an almost 2 year old. I decided to take her and let her run around so that maybe she wouldn't be so dead set on finding a new family to go home with during the movie.
As we approached the jungle gym she spotted it.. the toddler pit of hades. It's this toddler area that is completely padded. You have to take your shoes off to get in it. I am kind of a germaphobe.. so hot summer days, padded area, and toddlers with their shoes off... makes my skin crawl. Selah was squirming and flailing her body completely backwards in order to escape my grip as we got close to this toddler pit of hades. I successfully took our shoes off and let her run wild. And that she did. She danced, she jumped, she squealed, and hugged.. lots of children.
Once I felt like I couldn't take the smell any longer, I grabbed the not so happy to be leaving Selah and headed for what I thought was the back exit out of this place. Once our shoes were back on I realized that this "back exit" was nothing more than a big ole blocked off area. As I turned around, I thought, "well, I don't want to this whole shoe thing again.. so I'll just discreetly walk across this area very quickly and we will move on to the baby swings."
BAM! As the breath entered back into my body I quickly realized that I was face down in four year old foot funk. This padded material resembles a cross between a bounce house, foam, and jello. Do you know what 19 inch wedges do when they collide with this? Nothing.. they do nothing. Down I went, face first. My face actually ricocheted off of the padded surface. I then noticed that Selah had landed about two feet in front of me. She saw her opportunity and was taking it. She was up and running for the exit. I then, obviously without thinking, stood up and started running after her. BOOM! I landed harder this time and actually heard an audible gasp coming from the now audience of parents surrounding me. All I could think to do was just get the heck out of there.
A logical person would have just stopped, taken their shoes off, and calmly exited in a very ladylike manner. Well.... I panicked. I began to crawl, dragging my 20lb shoes behind me. I finally caught up to Selah and headed to the nearest exit. Unfortunately, the closest exit was the toddler exit. Without thinking (again), I then did a sideways split (thank you Belton High School Cheerleading Program) down the exit. Once I stood up, I realized how many people I had staring at me. My first reaction to keep from crying was to walk off frantically while sporting my nervous laugh that sounds like a hyena being tickled to death.
Totally embarrassing and completely hilarious for those watching. I'm pretty sure I am on YouTube somewhere. When I told Andrew what happened all he could say was, "that's what you get for wearing your hot mom shoes to the zoo." That man always knows just the thing to say to make my heart go pitter patter. Needless to say, I a little scarred and will be a little more picky where and when I will be wearing my hot mom shoes.
The End. ;)