Wednesday, September 10, 2008

we almost lost red team!

Tragedy, right? For those of you in the know, I'm sure you can't imagine Jason without red team. For those of you who are a little lost right now, let me clue you in: red team is Jason's blanket. For some reason when he was learning to talk he named his blankets red team and blue team. He has had these blankets since birth and probably hasn't spent a night without them. Red team was left behind in the Poor Quality Inn, and last night when Jason was settling in bed for the night he absent-mindedly said, "hey where in the world is red team, anyway?". Since he's so mature now (grin) he didn't throw a fit, but my ears perked up. As unofficial master of packing and organizing, this oversight fell in my jurisdiction. After the kids fell asleep I called Poor Quality Inn and left a message for housekeeping to have red team ready for us in the morning. Darren wondered if we really needed to go back for it anyway, "he never uses it much anymore....". I calmly explained to him that red team was a childhood memory, keepsake, very important item that we would most definitly go back for or have sent to us regardless of cost! This morning I strode into the lobby of Terrible Quality Inn and requested the blanket. I was determined to knock down any housekeeper who dared to stand in my way, turn over her cart and rifle through her cleaning supplies to get to red team! Fortunatly for the housekeepers the blanket was ready and waiting for me at the desk. Tragedy averted!

4 comments:

imjustaphoneguy said...

Gee whiz, Darren! Even a dunce like me knows that if the choice were between leaving dad behind or leaving the blanket behind that dad had better learn to love Poor Quality Inn. I'm disappointed in you.

Sallie said...

Did Quality Inn redeem itself in any way by producing "red team"? Personally, I would have enjoyed seeing a pregnant mommy tackle the housekeeping staff! Good job Mommy!

I too, cannot imagine Jason without red team. It's like peanut butter without jelly, hamburger without fries, ice cream without chocolate sauce. If Darren is still confused tell him it's like breakfast without chicken fried steak!

Love, Nanny
P.S. Did you get the picture I sent you on the cell phone?

David A. Rusco said...

Let me just say, jelly gets along just FINE without peanut butter.

Hilary said...

YAY I am so glad that you recovered red team with out incident. It could have been really scary! :)

Thanks for sharing all the fun pictures!