The Shower That Became A Baseball Hat.

I had every intention of taking a shower today.

I prepped.

Got my outfit ready.

Psyched myself up for a good thirty minutes.

Then I heard a child turn on the water.

We had an appointment.

It was at that point I knew it was going to be fruitless for me to get my turn in to get cleaned.

We don't want to throw Mom out with the bathwater, or do we?

So my clean adorable outfit?

Was now paired with amazing thin and greasy hair.

Therefore, I did what most every Mom does, and I sacrificed my shower with a baseball hat.

You kids, I swear.

All I know is for my funeral at least let me get glam and my hair done, by someone who knows what they are doing.

Love you!

Xoxo,

C.