Tuesday, March 16, 2010
I know better.
I really do.
After almost two decades of parenting, you would think this would be an absolute on my no-no list.
But I did it anyway.
I wore white. On purpose.
And by late afternoon, that white shirt had a tale to tell.
I think I had been wearing the shirt about 17 minutes when this stain appeared. We were at a homeschool study group, me trying to keep the twins quiet by stuffing them with cinnamon rolls...because sticky sugar pastries generally calm down my toddlers.
After study group, we headed to a chiropractic appointment. Somewhere on the way, I had a coffee incident.
And apparently, there was another coffee incident at some point during the day...
There was more driving and twin-wrangling and car pools and food prep and cleaning...
And apparently some axle grease....
I'm going to try to bleach it...
So I can wear it again...
Does that make me an optimist?