I had an image yesterday. It somewhat resembled this:
But add in a happy baby. You get the idea. Sometimes you want life to be a Norman Rockwell picture:
But this is usually more like it:
Which is a Norman Rockwell picture too. My image of pearls, heels, well cooked meal, happy baby yesterday turned into an all black outfit, barely any makeup, grumpy baby, grumpy me, and a very burnt dinner.
We went to Wendy’s. Life is good.