Lost: 1 iPod. Found: A Lot of Fun

This morning, Mommy and Alex went to Mommy's gym.  The showers are being renovated in both locker rooms, so a rather inconvenient switch has to keep happening.  On odd days, the women use their regular room, but on even days, the men use it. This way, no one gender goes without showers for two weeks.  Unfortunately for Mommy, Tuesday and Thursday of this week both fall on even days.   After having found out about it on Tuesday, I didn't bring my gym stuff or bag today.  That's relevant because of where things get placed.  See, normally I would keep my iPod in a zippered pocket.  In my regular messenger bag, it gets dropped in an open side pocket.

So, after the gym, I told Alex that I had to get a new Metro card at the train station.  That brought us to the park behind the station.  Alex wanted to play at the playgrounds.  I told him that we could as long as he understood that we had to walk home.   He found a friend at the first playground, but that boy went home after only 10 minutes.  Alex wanted to go to the next playground and I agreed.

At this playground was a woman with a baby less than 1 year old.  The little girl was on the edge of cruising, but could not stand without being held up by both hands.  Her mom walked her up to the slide and came back down.  Alex watched this and longed for the days we did that together (I think). He asked me to come play with him and told the woman that "I'm playing with my Mom!".  We went down the slide together.  My bag tilted over, due to the water thermos in it. 

After that, I told Alex that we had to go and that we could go to the pet store from there.  We walked up the path and to the bridge where we stopped to look at the pond. 

We went to the pet store, where Alex looked at fish the most. (And not the small mammals!)  Then, we walked to the bus stop and took the bus back home.

We hadn't been home but for a short while when Dan called.  He said "The good news is that you didn't lose your iPod."  That's when he told me that he'd received a call from a woman with a British accent telling him that she'd found the iPod at the playground.  She had seen a woman with a small boy there.  She figured it had to have been hers.  Apparently, when my bag had titled over on the slide, my iPod had come out.

I called the number she'd left with Dan and eventually spoke to her. Her name was Kate and she lived at the Avalon Willow and we made plans to meet at the New Street entrance of the complex at 4:30 tomorrow afternoon.

Well, all's well that end's well, I suppose.  It was still lots of fun.