Off to Walmart I go, the last place I want to be. The good news is on Fridays I can go minus four small pain in the butts! There will be other children there screaming, running around, crying , picking their nose, yelling and begging for junk food. But none of them will be mine. I will walk by every mother and smile and think thank god that’s not me. Could you imagine? How embarrassed those frazzled stay at home moms must feel. Oh wait that’s exactly how feel everyday.