It is monday morning I am as useless as a 9 month old baby that can't walk or talk. I have bed head, not the glamorous rock star kind; but the kind that is accompanied with morning breath. I have two little girl shadows that are little mini replicas of me today, bed head and all. It is the kind of day where I want to climb back into bed and watch an all day marathon of "The Real Housewives of Wherever" to escape the real life as a housewife that isn't so dramatic or glamourous. But it doesn't get anymore real than being up all night with a boy who has a toothache (add it to the list.... mommy guilt #402 Do my kids brush and floss enough?) Anyway we are having a lazy day. Colby is home from school even though the soonest dentist appointment is not until Wednesday at 12:00 p.m.
I think a day trip to the pumpkin patch may be in order.