You know those days, they usually begin with something like your little sister throwing your oatmeal clear across the floor.
"And it's just everywhere! Can you see it over there?"
"And way over there, see!?"
"See?!?!"
And when you have one of those mornings where you are dragged dripping from the shower because one daughter threw the other daughter's oatmeal and made a big mess, and the other daughter is crying and inconsolable, and you are already running behind and worried that you won't make the school bus in time, you have two choices:
One, you can cry too, adding your tears to the puddle that your soggy hair is making on the floor.
Or two, you can take pictures and laugh about it, then post them on your blog so other people can laugh with you.
The first option was very tempting at the time, but I decided to go for door number two.




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