Always Happens

It’s a panicked moment when my mother-in-law offers to take Lottie overnight 10 minutes after I’ve put all her good clothes in the wash. Her bag was mostly dresses and hubby was under instruction to explain Lottie doesn’t usually sleep in a track suit, I’m aware of the green paint on her purple dress and yes, the size 2 jeans ripped at the knees have been … Continue reading Always Happens