Lamesauce

   I took the kids to the river this afternoon. Indiana was playing with some fishing line he found that had a weight on it pretending to fish. There was a man fishing in the water a few feet away and he was trying to copy him. I saw the man look over a few times and it made me uncomfortable, I’m just weird like that. The man came over and introduced himself and was very nice. He said he had a smaller rod in his car and would it be ok for Indi to play with it. I said sure. So he rigged it up with a worm and showed him how to use it for awhile. I was watching them the whole time, 5 feet away, so I wasn’t worried about him stealing Indiana or anything like that, but I kept thinking “This dude is going to hit on me, no way is he being this nice for no reason.” Then I felt guilty, because I should have more faith in humanity. So I started making up a little story in my mind about how he lost a son a few years ago (Oh yeah he was middle aged btw), and he saw Indi and it made him miss his son, I know, I’m weird. So after awhile I said it’s time to go. Indiana had a blast, he had even caught a fish! We start leaving and I’m thinking, “Wow, he really was just a nice older guy.” Then we get to the car and it happens. “You’re very beautiful if you don’t mind me saying so”. Queue eye roll. “I noticed you as soon as you showed up and couldn’t stop staring at you.” “Are you single.” SO I WAS RIGHT. I hate that I was right. Now I am going to be that much more untrusting and cynical the next time a man is nice to me. Lamesauce. 

I just asked Indiana if he knew what my work was, totally not expecting a real answer and he said, “Of course I do Mommy, you work here. You clean, do the dishes, cook for us, and take care of us.” Then he hugged me.