This is an expression used by Blake and me to describe a variety of things. It could be a fabulous chocolate chunk cookie, a darling art project, or a smell coming from Parker. Yesterday it described a State Patrol Officer. I was taking Blake to a birthday party that started at 2:45 in the afternoon. (Soooo, toddlers don't nap?) We were headed down I-5 in the HOV lane and I noticed a cop car pull out of the median. As I made my way towards the right lanes, aiming for 405, he was making his move as well. I started to panic. The kind of panic where your hands get really sweaty, your stomach stops functioning and you just keep answering yes to all of the questions from your 3 year old. On come the lights, over pulls Wendy. I am in such a state of terror that I have pulled out all appropriate paperwork and begun to pray. The officer comes up to the passenger side door, takes a look in the back and says, "Oh great, just didn't see the little guy there." What? No really, what? I looked him straight in the face and in this high pitch voice squealed, "But I had my cruise control SET!!" Blake then asks, "Mommy, why is there a police man standing at the window?" I took a deep breath and said, "Oh, he just wanted to stop by and say hi to you." Blake then screams out, "But I am in my new carseat, AND I am wearing my seatbelt!" Whoa.
I guess all of this would not have been that big of a deal, if it wasn't for the fact that two days earlier, I had been pulled over for speeding. Huh.
