I'm still laughing about what happened to me yesterday. I was on my way to pick up Erin and debated whether I should get gas first or right after. So I made the wrong decision. I was about a quarter mile from the pre-school and another quarter mile from the closest gas station when the car ran out of gas. I haven't done that since high school, maybe freshman year of college. So I'm sitting there in the hot car with four little kids and wondering what to do (I was watching another kid). I couldn't leave the kids and while I had my cell phone, it was of course out of battery (keep in mind this is the lady that just ran out of gas-is it any surprise?) I finally charge my phone enough to call Jared but of course he isn't answering. I start thinking of friends who live close by but once again, I don't have their numbers in my phone.
Nobody was stopping to help so I saw no other choice but to walk to the gas station. Of course I didn't have a stroller, although I was very glad I made Alex put on shoes, so I had everyone hold hands as we made the trek. I can only imagine how ridiculous I looked holding a baby carrier in one hand, a leaky gas can in the other and trying to make sure the 4 year old, the 3 year old and the 2 year old didn't run into the street! About half way there a very kind family noticed the crazy lady with more kids than she could handle. Feeling very sorry for me they took the gas can, filled up the car and drove it back to me. Thanks goodness for nice people! Though it was a bit frustrating, I couldn't stop thinking how funny the whole thing was while it was happening.