It's the Mother of the Year Again

Just so you all know how absolutely imperfect I am. I already told you I'm not a good housekeeper.

But, tonight, I got the girls out of the tub to find Caleb home with his and Brandon's senior pictures.

We looked through the pictures and oohed and ahhed once again. Then Brandond asked what was for supper, and I told him. I asked if he was really hungry because I could have it finished in less than 10 minutes.

When he told me he was REALLY hungry, I went into the kitchen to finish up.

It was then that Ellie spoke, "Hey, Mama, you didn't put a diaper on me."

So, I had left the poor kid in the floor wrapped in her towel from the bath time...all the while sharing the boys' joy in their handsome faces on photo paper. I even left her there to finish cooking supper. NOTE: she didn't have her brace on either, and when I went into the great room to make up for my lack of attention, she was crawling. OOPS!!!

This might rank right up there with the time that I got home from church to find Stan home from church and neither one of us had Caleb. I think he has finally overcome the emotional scars 10 years later!