A Good Laugh

Sometimes a situation will arise, in which the only thing you can do is take a step back and laugh. I found myself in such a situation a few months ago. It was October, and I was seven months pregnant. Anyone who was around me during this time may remember that because of the way I carried the baby, my belly was HUGE!  The weather was turning cold and the twins were restless, so I decided to take them to the library. Usually we have a great time at the library because there are computer games, a toy area, and of course tons of books. This day however, I could tell by the whiny pitch in Ross' voice, that we were rapidly approaching nap time. With one arm full of books, I tried to fend for myself as Ross tugged on my remaining hand while crying about something that he wanted. Aiden, who was minding very well, started for the door as soon as I announced that we were done and had to go. With his arms full of books, he did not realizing that we hadn't yet checked them out. I tried to call to him, but he was in his own little world, and continued toward the exit. Ross began to get increasingly angry at being ignored and started tugging at my clothes. At the very moment that Aiden walked through the sensors, setting off the alarms, Ross gave a good tug on my pants. I had trouble keeping them up over my bulbous belly to begin with, and with this tug, they easily slipped down my legs and around my ankles. I froze in horror as everyone looked our way to see who had set off the alarms. It took me four months to build up the courage to set foot inside our library again!