~Geez do I look fat in this top-I need to lose 5 pounds.
~My legs are so white!
~How have I waited so long to get my hair done? Check out those roots!
~Crap. Is that a Zit?
~I forgot to get juice boxes.
~My perfect carpool fell through.
~What if BlueEyes doesn’t make the team? She will be heart broken.
~Field trip forms. Can’t forget the field trip forms.
~Must re-schedule the dreaded Dentist appointments. I hope I don’t pass on my fear of the Dentist to my babies.
~Did I set the DVR?
~Did I unplug the hair straightener?
~What did I do before Visine and under eye concealer? Make up is fully awesome!
~Am i going to go to the shower for Whats her name?
~This house is a DISASTER!
~Why won’t the dang dog stop shedding?
~Only 3 more loads of laundry today…that will help with the pile.
~There are not enough hours in the day.
Eight year old Victoria Stafford is never coming home. Her Mommy and Daddy never again get to hold her, hug her and kiss her good night. The Police in Woodstock are dragging the bottoms of lakes and combing fields and woods trying to find the body of that innocent child. Senseless.
Suddenly my stresses, my worries..I have none.
Thank God for my two healthy, happy children and my tight knit little family of four.
I love everything about my crazy little life right here in Suburbia.
Go hug your babies.
God Bless that little Girl’s family.