Welcome Monday, I mean Tuesday
You would think it was a Monday in our house. Just as we were trying to run out the door for school, my 8-year-old daughter decided to dump out her backpack. A package of crumbled graham crackers landed on the floor.
Not to be outdone – or maybe she was thinking of a yummy snack – my 2-year-old knocked over a glass of milk. Yes, she dumped it on top of the graham crackers.
Since we were running late, I threw a towel over the entire mess (we have faux wood floors), picked up what I could and left the rest to clean when I returned.
Then we all went out to the car and I started to put my youngest in her car seat.
Did I know she didn’t have pants on? Probably. But I slapped me in the face at that moment.
“Mom, I naked!” she declared.
We remedied that really quick and everyone got to their destinations before the bells rang.
The good thing about not having a real “Monday” to deal with this week is that Friday comes all the sooner.