Stains
Stain
Today if I had had a camera I would have taken a photo of the sleeve of my jacket. There’s soot on it and something else, like formula crusted on the edge too. It’s officially gross, borderline homeless person. What I want to know is how long has it been there and how could I have not noticed it before? I figure it’s from carrying an uncapped baby bottle in my pocket something I’ve been known to do on he weekends and my sleeve brushed up against it.
But it made me wonder where else are there stains I don’t know about it? On my clothes and in my life. Does pre-K-blogger go to school with sleep in his eyes, unbrushed hair and dried milk stains on his coat. Does babybloggger have spit up on his chest or sticky knees on his onzie from slapping his carrot-coated hands on his leg?
And what about those unseen stains? Is my 50 hour+ work week disappearing act leaving on mark on preschoolbloggers heart?