You Know You're A Mama When . . .

--you try to use the car's auto door unlock controller to open the front door of the house.

--you find, while undressing your son for bath time, and eat a stray piece of fruit leather from this morning's snack that has stuck itself under his shirt and onto his chest.

--you wouldn't change a single thing.


Desiree Fawn said...

Beautiful! I've definitely had morning like that!

O'Brien said...


Anonymous said...

I've done both of those - *click*ed the front door and eaten something off of Henry...oh boy. Love your latest API essay and I'm feeling it even more now that I've got a little crawler. He's his own guy, more and more.

XO Carrie


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