Monday, September 08, 2008

Explosions Happen

Some little girl I know is smiling because she knew her mother was gathering up the children to run to the post office. I was scurrying around the house tying up loose knots before we all piled into the van when I noticed Cherokee's outfit. When I saw the stains I knew I was in trouble.
But.... I didn't know how much trouble until I lifted her up. Wow!
Bathtub here we come!

1 comment:

~joanne said...

I don't miss those explosions! They all ways come at the worst times!