And then, all the other parents in the play area turned and gave me *that* look.

You know, the one that simultaneously says, “Oh, wow, that is kind of awesome” and “Ohhh, honey, I’m so sorry” as well as “I AM SO INSANELY HAPPY I’M NOT YOU RIGHT NOW THAT I AM HAVING A HARD TIME NOT DANCING A JIG AT THIS VERY MOMENT!”

(I mostly identify with thought #1.)