The kind where you do what you can to survive
just hoping that your husband isn't going to call and say that he is running late.
Your hair is a mess and you took a shower that morning got dressed only to take the jeans off and put the
pj pants back on 5 minutes later.
pj pants back on 5 minutes later.
The kind where the baby is strapped to the high chair like his getting ready to parachute out of this joint and looks like he is wishing that was the case.
And the kind where you when grocery shopping the day before, came home, put away the cold stuff and left the rest for another day.
The kind where your 2 year old doesn't even ask for a snack just grabs the grabs out of a bag exclaiming, "There you are" and goes to town eating them.
And the kind where you don't even stop him you just let him eat them!
Yep it happened to be "that kind" of day!
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