I don't think this makes me a bad babysitter, right? I mean what else is there to do when the baby is taking a nap inside the hotel room.
Ah. My leggers are hurtin'.
I was having one of those days where I felt invisible. People wouldn't move out of the way on the sidewalk to let me pass by with the stroller, the kids wouldn't listen to me and blatantly ignored me, conversations were had around me but I wasn't included. And I really take none of these things personal.. because none of them were personal offenses, or at least I hope they weren't.. but it just doesn't feel great being invisible. I like to think about Jesus in those times though.