Today was the carnival at Ana's school and I was a volunteer.
These things are rather tortuous for me because I am shy but I have that weird Army-brat camouflage that makes me talk maniacally.
But one of the class mothers had an injured child and couldn't work the carnival at the last minute so she called me.
I arrived at the school, signed in, picked up my name tag and reported for duty.
I needed my hands free so I wore my purse across my body for most of the three hours that I spent at the school. And honestly? I enjoyed myself and I enjoyed making the kids laugh and I had some fun talks with some of the other mom volunteers.
And then when I got home, I walked into the bathroom and discovered that for most of the day, my name tag looked just like this: