What If I Spill?
There are mornings I am awakened and immediate crisis ensues. “Mom, Roman took off his diaper.” “Mom, I threw up in the bed. “ “Mom, I can’t get the TV to work.” “Mom, Momma, MOOOOMMMMMM…” This was not one of those mornings. Sweet summertime allowed the bliss of a quiet sleep in, and miraculously, my children had gone along with the game. This meant at a whopping 7:20, I was still sleeping. (Oh young ones, cherish those days that sleeping…