Whoops!

I just read an excellent post over at HDYDI about making sure you get enough one one one time with your kids/spouse/self. It is pretty important to us and we definitely try to spread the love around. (Note to self: Too much one on one time is why we have 3 kids in the first place.) The specific time with each one of our twins isn't particularly feasible at times so that is probably the rarest occurrance. Fortunately, they are too young for it to really matter right now, so we need to work on getting each one of them by themselves as they grow older. We got some one on one time with Jack this weekend and unfortunately it didn't go as well as I would have hoped.

On Sunday, with MawMaw and PawPaw in town, we made a Sam's run. Jack was up early and didn't have the best nap due to the time change, so we left PawPaw in charge of Owen and Parker (who was still sleeping) and took off. Now you must remember that leaving with only one baby never happens in our house. Occasionally we will take Owen somewhere individually or the twins without Owen, but rarely one baby and not the other. This fact, combined with the normal commotion that it takes to get all of us from one point to another, gives me a slight excuse for the mishap. Here is the play by play.

We pulled into the parking lot and Jen hopped out of the car and said she was going to grab a cart. I thought that was funny, since that is never the first thing she would. I just shrugged it off and let it go as one of those "I'm not sure what she's doing...I think she might be crazy...I don't understand my wife sometimes" moments. MawMaw and I got out of the car a bit slower as we were chatting about her Blackberry while she was trying to pull something up and I continued toward the Sam's entrance. I realized she wasn't walking with me and looked back in her direction. She was waiting back at the car and I must have had a confused look on my face as to why she wasn't joining me.

MawMaw - "What about the baby?"
Me - (snapping my fingers and pointing back at the car) "Oh yeah, Jack's still in the car"

I forgot my own kid. T.E.R.R.I.B.L.E.

Turns out, I am the crazy one who left Jack in the car and had no intention of bringing him into Sam's with us. I formally retract all "my wife is crazy" statements and humbly offer my apologies - sorry Darling. At least I have an excuse (not that it would stop CPS from taking my kids from me). I blame it on easy going Jack being so cool and quiet in the way back of the Acadia. I blame the fact it wasn't a complete circus to get everyone out of the car and into strollers. I blame the fact that I forgot how easy it can be with just one child. Ok, Ok, I blame myself. I am not used to having one child anymore and the constant management of 3 makes it seem so easy when only one is around. I just lost all concept of baby-ness and I can't be trusted anymore.

Sorry Jack, I will never forget you again.