Quickie Post...

I've found the definition of JOY. Guess what it is??? Joy is:

Three hours in a car with a cranky toddler and NO snacks, buying emergency basketball shoes at two different places (because LO AND BEHOLD they'd outgrown them) and THEN whisking them off to back-to-back basketball camps.

THAT is joy. And my two-year old finally fell asleep as I was pulling into the garage.

Typical.

So, I'm home for an hour and a half and then I need to pick up the last basketball camper. Then I have to mow the lawn. And work out. And buy groceries. And have a nervous breakdown.

Happy Monday, all!