Snot

Some days, when my youngest has a cold, I feel like I am a walking snot painting. I made the mistake of wearing a black skirt today. It's more leopard patterned by the end of the day, as I am not always quick enough to wipe a very runny nose before being ambushed. In addition, I wear a new white tattoo pattern on my arms mornings and evenings, following the battle with the toothbrush. My leather shoes are ruined thanks to the sand pit, and I yesterday found a toy train in my handbag. Very chic.