true story...

I just had to share the funniest...most kindest...and yes, funniest...flattering...Hi-larious...make my day- story. Door bell rings... ugh, who is it. Pollywog is in my arms, ready for nap, runny nose (new teeth), and a ripe, poopy diaper. I run to the door, hoping the visitor won't smell my daughter's, um...junk in the trunk, and think my house stinks. "Can I help you", I say "Uh, are your mom or dad home", He says "wha?????? I am the mom" I say standing up tall trying to look my most grownup. "Oh, sorry" he chuckles " oh, thats fine" I say, suddenly feeling like a little girl with pigtails and thumb in mouth. Gotta love shaded foyers...or bad eyesight. Whatever it was, I will take it!