We were on our way to the mall when my cell phone went off. “Kevin,” I said, “could you see who it is? My phone’s in the front pocket of my bag.”
“Sure. It’s Mom. Do you want to pretend we’re not here?”
“Just answer it,” I laughed.
“Carolyn Sullivan’s Office, how shall I direct your call?…Yeah, it went really well…We’re on our way now…It starts at 2:15…I don’t know, about 5:30 I guess…I’ll ask her.”
“Carrie, Mom wants to know if we could stop off at the store on the way home. She said she’ll email you the shopping list.”
“Sure, no problem,” I answered.
“She said no problem…I’ll ask.”
“Hey Carrie, do you like Chinese food?
“Love it.”
“Loves it…sure…no problem…love you too…Bye, Mommy.”
“Mommy?” I thought, but I didn’t say anything.
“Hey Kevin, while you’ve got my phone out, why don’t you put in your contact info.”
“OK. Can I get yours when we get home. I ran the battery down so I left my phone home to recharge.”
“Sure thing.”
“Now, why is this bag freakin’ huge?”
“Oh, that’s kind of funny. My oldest sister gave my middle sister a baby shower about a year ago and I ordered her a diaper bag online, but I goofed and I got two of the same one, so I kept this one for myself.”
“Really, it’s a diaper bag?”
“Yep.”
“I thought Mom was weird.”
“Well look at it. It doesn’t really look that much like a diaper bag. See, no bunnies or duckies. But it’s big enough for me to carry my ipad, a couple of school books, my water bottle, even a change of clothes if I think I might have to stay over somewhere.”
“I guess that makes sense…Wow, I’ve never seen the mall this crowded.”