All my babies are peacefully napping. I wrap up on the phone with the lady from customer services who is helping me set up our phone and internet in Lincoln. Do I dare believe I have time to take a nice. long. hot. shower?
I decide to live on the wild side, and risk it. I am trying to decide who I should go get first if when I step out of the shower they are both screaming. Undecided, I reach to pick up my shower sponge. (What is that thing really called?) When it's all soapy and lathery I commence washing. Enjoying the minty smell I start to wash my legs, and as I get down to my ankle I realize why it had been itching all morning. In bright blue and orange, a little sticker proudly proclaims me as being 'First Rate'.
Thanks, Hallie. I think you are first rate too.
Just one of the simple reasons being a mother is worth it. And why I will from now on check my body for stickers before going to bed at night.