I started out my morning with 3 kids in the bath tub. As I was sitting in the hall drying them all off, my littlest cutie jumps on my lap... and my leg gets warm. She straight up peed on me. My tank top, my cardigan AND my pants were soaked. Really?
I don't think she understands how hard it is to piece together an outfit every morning.
She laughed. And so did I.
So, I could have freaked, but I didn't and it felt really good.
Now it wasn't like I was going to yell at my one year old for peeing on me BUT I could have made that situation ruin my day.
I had given myself enough time to get ready (and re-ready) in the morning, creating some extra margin. I got to laugh. Doesn't that sound crazy? I GOT to laugh.
Finding humor.
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