One of Those Days

I went to pick up Quincy from karate the other day, and was talking to his teacher afterwards. During the conversation, as every mother does, I was periodically counting my children to make sure they were all there. At last count, I located Alyce, Quincy, and Claire, but didn't see Xander. I quickly scanned the room with no luck. "Where's Xander?" I asked to no one in particular. Starting to panic, I raced toward the doors thinking he had walked out the door and was on his way into the street. Alyce ran after me, saying, "Mom, Mom..." I turned around, irritated at this distraction. "What?" I asked curtly. She calmly replied, "Mom, you're holding him."