By money shot, I mean my son’s snot rocket landed right on my dress. I looked at this gigantic splatter of baby mucous and thought three things:
- This looks perverted
- I’m glad I have nowhere else to go
- I’m glad I don’t try too hard with my mommy wardrobe
People often wonder why so many Mommies “let themselves go”, live in yoga pants, or always have a mystery stain somewhere on their garments. Well, I hope this picture explains it all. When it’s just me and my cannon balls hanging together, I dare not wear anything white or younger than three months. My clothes will not stand a chance around my hunks!
my little guy sneezed and blew out the biggest snot train I have ever seen in my life. He just drank a Dr. Sebi smoothie, so I’m sure his body was draining out, but man was this thing huge!. I froze and thought on my feet and had to catch it with my old big mamma dress that has seen better days. It was either sacrifice the dress, or my child was going to have a salty, not so savory snack.
ah, the joys and snot rockets of motherhood!