I was dying on the inside.
And no, it's not because I need my roots done. It involves a certain 13 month old giving me a refresher course on tantrums.
More later! I hate mornings like this when I can't decide to skip the nap-time quiet (and exercising, chores, free time) and go thrifting or not. ARGH!
Life is tough sometimes.
(in the best ways, I know.)