Double Trouble

For the first time ever, I am hoping my day is an uninteresting one. Because "interesting" would mean getting my ass kicked by a pair of twins in the waiting room at my daughter's anxiety counselor.

My daughter has always had anxiety, and Phill and I recently started seeing a counselor with her to help her develop coping strategies for the times when we are not with her, like at school. Unfortunately, the counseling place is downtown. Now, normally I would LOVE a trip to a downtown therapists' office (The drama! The stories!). But really, I don't enjoy going somewhere that my kid gets offered decades-old candy from a fanny pack by a creepy woman. "No, thanks, um...she just had lunch?" True story, true response. I am nothing if not polite...bahahaha.

Surprisingly, we have all gone week after week with little incident. Until last week, of course...

We got into the waiting room and sat across from a pair of adult twins. They had their kids with them, including a girl the same age as Natalie. However, Nat was wearing a shirt with owls on it and this other little girl was wearing an off-the-shoulder top to show off the temporary snake tattoo ON HER CHEST, so I am thinking her kindergarten is not the same as Natalie's kindergarten.

The twins have always been very friendly and sociable. We chatted a little bit before Nat got upset about a hangnail on her finger and started crying about how her nail might fall off (this is a prime example of why we are there in the first place).

I sat Nat on my lap and tried to comfort/rationalize with her, and I was completely wrapped up in getting Nat to stop crying. When we finally met her counselor in the waiting room and went off to a session room, Phill said, "Um, that was weird. One of the twins blew a kiss at me and did this," as he put his finger up to his lips in a "Sshh, it's a secret," motion.

I replied, "EW! SERIOUSLY! WAIT! WHICH ONE!?"

Phill answered, "Umm...I don't know, they look the same!"

"Okay, but is it the one on the left or the one on the right?" I don't know why this matters. Unless they show up for their next session in the same outfits, I would never be able to keep track of which one it was.

"Ummm....okay...the way we were sitting, it was the one...on the...right?"

Nat's counselor noted that she would mention it to their counselor, because it was inappropriate behavior. While I know this is necessary, my first thought was, SHIT! This is going to get to "Seinfeld" levels of awkward now.

So, we definitely won't be getting to the appointment ten or fifteen minutes early now. I am not sure if their counselor mentioned anything, and if so, how they will react. Best case scenario, nothing happens. Worst case, I ask myself, "WWJD"...What Would Jerry (Seinfeld) Do?"