So today, Nathan and I had to run to the store. When I was in the check-out line, I happened to look down at  the nice black shirt I was wearing and noticed something was on it. Then I remembered Nathan wiping his face on me as I tried to get him into the car. Much to my chagrin, I realized it was Nathan’s snot decorating the front of my shirt.

Oh well.

No one ever said Motherhood was glamorous…

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