I was having a pretty rough morning. I won't bore you with all the whiny, spoiled details but I will say that the girls and Steve were the not the culprits of said adjectives.
But after Steve left for work, I was all set to take the girls out on their first bike ride with my new, pretty bike and new, super-cool kid trailer. The problem was I couldn't find both helmets for the girls.
After like 15 minutes of looking, I just sat down on the kitchen floor and cried a little. Carolyn, in all her more-grown-up-than-mom wisdom, got out of the carrier and went and found the helmet for me.
And yes... I felt like an ass.
So here's some pictures of Carolyn in her new garage-sale, cowgirl hat. At 75 cents, worth every cent, but not every Penny. Ha.. See what I just did there?
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