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.