Just a quick one to hopefully give you a smile, and help you feel a bit better about yourself.
I’m behind on laundry, WAY behind on laundry. We’re all wearing things we’d rather not. Even the babies seem embarrassed. K might experiment with a toga soon. Is this even my shirt?
I’m exaggerating. Or am I.
Anyway, imagine my surprise when I am folding K’s basket of clean clothes, and I discover a pair of 3T girl jeans in all their bedazzled glory.
Am I so far behind that these are mine from 30 years ago?
Is there a little 3-year-old walking around wondering why I stole her pants??
Did I forget I have a daughter???
Am I being recruited in to the Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants????
Some things in life are better left as a mystery.