Okay. My laundry dryer has died. I can deal with just about any household disaster except a broken washer or dryer. I'm trying to stay calm, but the kids have already been yelled at twice this morning.
I'm a woman on the brink.
So in lieu of a lengthy post, here's a happy moment that I'm going to try to hold onto while I have my Lucy at the chocolate factory kind of day:
Jack has his first pair of matching pajamas ever courtesy of my $10 off coupon at JC Penney's and the pajamas being on sale for $10. Final cost was around fifty cents. Once again, I think fate has intervened on Jack's behalf. Naturally, the only pair left was in his exact size.
Out of all my boys, he's the one with the biggest horseshoe up is you-know-what.
I'm looking forward to taking him to Vegas one day.
Now if only he knew how to fix a dryer.