Emily’s Musings

It happened. I am “officially” known as “Hannah’s Mom”. I was shopping at Addie’s (a grocery store) when Addie, the owner, forgot my name and referred to me as “Hannah’s Mom”. I mean, this lady knows me. She REALLY knows me! Well, lets just say she knows what I crave when I am pregnant. She would keep her store stocked with tart Flinstone Push Pops just for me, so I could indulge my pregnancy cravings. Lets think about this, since Addie knew me when I was pregnant, it is safe to say that she has known me longer than she has know Hannah. And yet, she can only remember her name.