Mondays are reserved for cooking, cleaning, laundry and all that boring, mundane stuff that sometimes makes life as a stay-at-home mom a giant bore. As a result of the above chores, I usually walk around looking like death warmed over on Mondays.
But not today.
Today is Valentine's day.
And in celebration of the commercialization of love, I actually put on real clothes today. A Monday. This is sort of a big deal people. I even felt fancy enough to take picture.
And then Remy's diaper exploded on me.
Sweat pants it is!