Who doesn't know thier own kids' birthdays?

TinyPinkBug

ME!  We had a long day of traveling, kids fighting, having to pull over several times to buckle kids back into their car seats, a late lunch(=grumpy DH), getting lost trying to find our campground, hitting construction and setting up our camper, then we headed to the museum of Play for the rest of the afternoon.  By this time, my brain and emotions were fried.  Some random lady at the museum asked me when Brianna's birthday was, I said July 32, she looked at me funny, I said I mean July 31 she continued to look at me funny, so I said July 1 (her actual birthday).  She then asked me if I was her mother, then asked why I didn't know my own kids birthday!  She seemed seriously concerned about who these kids were I had with me, I was half expecting the police or someone to show up to question me about my kids!  I think I spit out 32 because DH and I were disagreeing whether we should camp in site 32 or 27 less than an hour earlier (I wanted 32).