
So, I'm out grocery shopping with the twins the other day. It had been one of those crazy days where nothing was running smoothly. I had overslept and not had time to grab a shower before I rushed Charley to school, over dressed everyone because it looked cooler than it was so we were all sweaty and grouchy, my prized flip flops that I've worn for 3 years in a row (much too my hubby's dismay) broke in the middle of the store.....you get the picture. ANYWAY, I was walking through the store with one barefoot, completely embarrassed, trying to grab the last item on my list, laundry detergent, so I could get the heck OUT OF THERE. I turn into the isle only to have Caleb start screaming that he has to go pee NOW...so I grab my tide and step up my pace only to hear Dillan join in with her brother on the whailing...."WHAT IN THE WORLD IS WRONG WITH YOU NOW?", I ask.....Dillan replies, "MOMMY, YOU DIDN'T GET THE OXY CLEAN...THAT'S THE ONLY THING THAT WILL REMOVE THE STAINS FROM YOUR CLOTHES!!!!!"
(SIGH) It's times like these that I look up towards the heavens and say, "REALLY, GOD????"