my day of beauty. or lack there of.

When I went to bed last night I knew that today was going to be one of those days. As I got to the top of the stairs the tell tale signs of a toy garbage truck were clicking away in a certain toddlers room. Yes it was 9:30pm and that was bound to either fall in my favor or create disaster, mind you Mr. Cooper had been put to bed more than an hour and a half earlier. I continued down the hall and got myself all tucked in for my nightly rounds of solitaire and then a peaceful slumber when suddenly I realized I had yet to place my order for the milkman (yes the old school kind and no Cooper doesn’t look anything like him) and he needs it by midnight for a 5am delivery. So back downstairs I went. Of course in hind sight I probably could have texted Jonathan from upstairs and had him do it...but then again who knows what would have been delivered. So click click click, thank you Munroe Dairy for at least having online ordering and back to bed I went. See I needed an early bedtime since Jonathan  was needing to wake up at around 4am for an early flight. So here is part of the issue with this scenario, one, we don’t keep a clock in our bedroom aside from phones on the bedside table, two, Jonathan is afraid of the alarm going off and waking everyone in the house so instead repeatedly turns the phone on and off checking what time it is, three, since having Cooper I am the lightest sleeper on the planet, a pin can drop and I will awaken. Needless to say I woke up EVERY time he checked the phone. Jonathan got up and on his way and I remained in bed desperately trying to hold on to a few more moments of sleep and when I finally emerged from my bedroom and made my way into the bathroom, I looked in the mirror and noticed this had happened...

As Jonathan puts it I have “rockstar hair”.  And with no time for a shower, there were bigger priorities like coffee and letting the dogs out, I did the only reasonable thing, I put a bobby pin in it. And thus decided we were staying home today. Thankfully it was also pouring out so there would be no need for the park and I could hereby declare a jammies day. Cooper obviously had other plans because as I was snug on the couch  he kindly brought over my mascara and said “for you mamma”. Thanks Coop but what are you trying to say huh?

(my appologies for the iphone pic, it was early ;)