In light of the recent story here in Chicagoland in which a mother accidentally forgot her baby on a Metra train in a stroller (you can read about it in the Chicago Tribune here), I wanted to think of some places I might like to forget my kids:

 

1. In the grocery store, on the floor of the frozen food aisle, screaming.  Most likely in front of the Popsicle display.

 

2. The dentist.  Call in the stunt mom- I’m taking the afternoon off.

 

3. My mom’s.

 

4. Playing in the car.  Seriously- did you ever know a steering wheel could bring someone so much joy? 

 

5. At the park.  If I never carrying a kicking screaming toddler over my shoulder while pulling a wagon several blocks again, it will be too soon.  Laughing neighbors, I know who you are and where you live.

 

6. In the car while I walk 10 feet to pick up the dry cleaning.  Is it really necessary to unbuckle two toddlers, lead them into the dry cleaners, pay, attempt to lead them back to the car while simultaneously carrying the dry cleaning and holding both their hands, only to buckle them back in a minute and a half later?  It’s anticlimactic for them and exhausting for me.  No one is happy, unless you count dad, who really enjoys those pressed shirts.