Yesterday I was at a bagel place with my twins, mostly trying to keep nearly 2-year-old Chase from guzzling my cappuccino. Despite my best efforts to keep him at bay, he somehow exhibited super hero strength and kept getting a hold of the coffee. I don’t know how he did it.
I’ve noticed this same crazy baby body builder strength when I’m trying to change their diapers or put them in their car seats against their will. If only we could harness that energy and power windmills or something.
So while Chase got acquainted with my coffee, I glanced down at the floor and saw a wallet. With $700 inside.
I had about $11 in my own wallet.
I tweeted about my amazing find and someone tweeted back, “I hope you are going to return it.”
Of course I was going to return it. If not, I would have simply tweeted, “Check out my new Marc Jacobs handbag! Isn’t it gorgeous?!”
But instead, like a good citizen, I brought it to the police station.
Of course, I had two of my kids with me and I contemplated whether I could leave them in the car for 5 minutes while I dashed inside to drop off the wallet. But then the newspaper headline popped into my head, “Mother of Four So Dumb That She Leaves Kids in Car at Police Station and Immediately Gets Arrested For Leaving Kids in Car.”
So I took them in with me.
And the guy who had lost the wallet had already been there earlier in the day hoping that someone had turned it in.
The police officer asked if I wanted to leave my name and number so the guy could thank me. And I said no.
Just tell him to pay it forward. Do something nice for someone else.