Meet McGyver Mom

I saw her. She stood in line at the Long Beach Aquarium with 5 kids. I figured they were all her children- since she eventually grabbed each one by the ear and said ‘knock it off’ with such authority- I was certain none of these kids belong to the neighbors. She stood confidently. She was calm. First it was the one in the stroller who dropped her pacifier- quickly McGyver Mom whisked it up and reached into her magic bag (some call it a purse) and grabbed a wipey and cleaned that paci and returned it to kid #1. By then Kid #2 had attempted a headstand at the daring of Kid #3 and Kid#4 and inevitably fell and scratched his elbow. Yes it was bleeding. McGyver Mom didn’t show an ounce of panic- again she reached into the magic bag and pulled out not only an appropriately sized bandaid (I have been known to use 3 small ones to cover a boo-boo) but also anti-bacterial spray. Spritz, Spritz…all was well. While this was going on Kid #5 began a sneezing attack which required allergy medicine, a sip of water, eye drops and tissues from the Magic Bag. She handed him all of this while she gave Kid #4 and #5 a super bouncy ball to play with during the wait. But this made #1, #3 and #5 jealous- no worry: baby rattle, Gameboy and Ipod make their way out of the bag and into their waiting hands. She noticed the Gameboy battery was broken. She reached in the Magic Bag and pulled out (now this is where I really got impressed)…she pulled out DUCT TAPE…and fixed the Gameboy. After that she decided to whip out a small brush and touch up the kids hair. Her cell phone rang. I leaned in…."Hi honey…just the usual…” McGyver Mom. She’s got you covered. What is usual for her- is amazing to me.