This post is brought to you by utter silliness–I hope you can handle it.
If there is one Universal truth about being a mother, I think it’s that having children helps keep you grounded. I mean, you can be Beyonce, and Blue Ivy is still going to vomit on you. And not apologize.
Last week I was reminded of this for about the one zillionth time.
You see, the boys and I were headed out for some fast food breakfast when THE BEST song came on. So like any cool chick, I cranked up the tunes as we cruised to our destination.
I pulled up to the drive through feeling the epitome of cool.
The helpful Drive Thru guy said “my pleasure” a lot and offered me condiments.
And right as I hand over my credit card I realize that there is an Unidentified Substance on my shirt that may or may not be human excrement.
There’s only one way to know for sure, so I attempt a Super Secret Sniff Maneuver.
The only problem is that the exact moment that lean over and sniff my own shirt, Mr. Drive Thru comes back and catches me acting like a complete weirdo.
And suddenly I realize that may not be *quite* as cool as I feel in my own head.
Luckily, my entourage quickly distracted me from those kinds of thoughts.
And on we went. Cool as ever.
I make this look good.