Places Not to Go with Three in Tow

I took three of my kids with me to the Social Security Office the other day. There was a security officer there with the whole get-up (gun and all). Kp was TERRIFIED of this man and why he had a gun. Why did anyone have guns, she asked? Well, I did my very best to convince my little one that this man was actually there to protect us, not harm us. She didn't take her eyes off him the entire time we were there...my heart broke as i realized that none of my other kids even noticed him or his gun :-(



Taking the 3 to the SS Office anyway??? Well, that is one SMALL waiting room for 3 curious kids, not to mention we got there 40 minutes before closing and weren't seen until after the office closed. I was SOOOOOO ready to leave! (yeah, i know, should've got those numbers for the kids LONG ago, but.....)



Kb asked me the other day, "if i am bad, i will go back to Africa?" EVERYTHING in my world grinded to a haul. "Never, never, ever, ever, ever will you be sent back." We then went onto a lengthy conversation about how he will always live with us NO MATTER what. I think my little guy who doesn't ever seem to be paying attention, knows what happened to...well, we all know who...