Embarrassing moment

Ok, I'm coming to terms with something totally embarrassing that I realized Saturday night when we got home. After being at renaissance and out to eat, I got home and napped with Charlie before working. When I got up to shower, I looked in the mirror (evidently for the first time that day) and saw a surged edge on my shirt. A closer look confirmed my thought. My shirt had been on inside-out all day long. Oh my gracious. Totally embarrassing.

On another note, the boys love taking baths together. LOOOOOOVE it. It makes my life a little easier, too.