This is my worst nightmare. Really really.
So, it should come as no surprise, then, that when one of my darlings walked out of Sunday School with this craft, Sweetman thought it would be hilarious to plop it in my lap when I was re-applying my lipgloss:
Well played, Sweetman. Well, played.
(It’s a dang good thing he makes my heart flutter!)
And we’ll leave it at that!