It was today. . .

It was today that I became "that mom".  .  .you know the mom from Baby Momma (is that it, with Tina Fey)--when Tina tells her she has something on her arm.  .  .this something could be pudding, or it could be poop and without missing a bit mom takes a taste.  .  .

Okay, so it wasn't anything that gross, but when I realized an hour later, once things quieted down a bit and I had some time to reflect.  .  .I thought "WOW--I did that, and didn't think twice".  .  .I'll set the scene:
Alright, it was one of those mornings where I was trying to get ready while simultaneously feed the kids.  Since I'm responsible, I relocated all of my beautifying tools to the downstairs bathroom off the kitchen so I could be sure nobody choked on their cheese quesadilla.  Of course, as usual, once I got all set up Evan and Braelyn were done eating so they were running around playing nicely while I was applying makeup and straightening my hair (yes Misty Ratchford, sometimes I do straighten ALL of my hair).  OKAY-so my cell rings and I thought "woohoo, speaker", I was so proud that I was able to figure out how to chat with my girlfriend about an upcoming shower while putting on my mascara.  Now, I know you don't all have kids, and they are all different-but when my phone rings I SWEAR everyone in my house drops what they are doing, they come to find me and make it a mission to talk to me about anything and everything I never cared about.  Braelyn wails and needs to be picked up, the dog barks.  .  .you get the picture.  ANYWAY, B & E made their way into the teeny bathroom off the kitchen and began playing with the toilet paper, talking, and playing with my hair clip.  .  .Braelyn thought it should go for a swim so "plunk" right into that toilet.  All the while Evan is screaming "Braelyn threw it in the toilet" (remember, I'm still on the phone).  .  .without missing a beat I stuck my hand in, grabbed the clip out, washed hands and clip, hustled everyone out of the bathroom, finished up my conversation.  .  .AND clipped that hair on up!!!!  UGH and that was the moment that I became "that mom".  . .don't judge-it could be you one day!