Tuesday, December 11, 2007

Pizza, anyone?

Maybe the saying is true that parenting erodes your brain cells. The other night we ordered a Papa Murphy's pizza. I confidently told Luke, "I know where Papa Murphy's is! I pass it almost every day." Then I drove straight to . . . Papa John's. I called Luke to get the Papa Murphy's address, and as I drove there, I realized something: Papa Murphy's is three doors down from Great Harvest, where I go all the time. And not only do I go there all the time, but I had gone there that morning. In fact, while Abby and I were eating our cookies, I had looked out the window and watched a lady coming out of Papa Murphy's pizza. She had two small children with her, so the Papa Murphy's employee was following her, carrying her pizza. I thought, That is so nice! I hope they will do that for me if I ever go to Papa Murphy's. What happened to that brain wave over the next eight hours? I'll never know. But this I do know: those little munchkins are sure worth it, even if they do lower your IQ a few points each year.

6 comments:

Unknown said...

i hear ya, girl! i'm right there with you. this ol' brain ain't what it used to be!

Becky said...

I call it "Mommy Brain!"

Jenny M said...

That sounds SO familiar! I'm glad I'm not alone in the boat. (Is that how the saying goes? Ha! Ha!)

Love,
Jenny

Courtnie said...

Carrie, I got your cute Christmas letter and had to check out your blog! We have one too that you should come visit. It is cotterellfamily.blogspot.com.

I will love keeping in touch through the blogs so keep me updated!

-Courtnie (King) Cotterell

Martha said...

I totally agree about the loss of IQ. I used to be such a spelling champ and now I doubt myself on the stupidest words!

Carrie said...

I am glad to know that I am not the only one loosing my mind. Thanks for sharing your story.