Sometimes you have to wave the white flag and call it quits.
Really. I mean, look at this:
While looking at the above monster, I thought, “geez, I need to get that grass stain out...”
And then I realized it’s a freaking double knee-patched pair of play jeans!
Does a grass stain really matter anymore?!
I mean, they’re cute and all, but these jeans are no longer heading into the hand-me-down bag when they’re done. They’ll be into the rag bag, to use the denim to patch other things down the road.
Sometimes you just need to give up the ghost... or monster... heh.
I live in a small town with my favourite people: my husband, Mr Lannis, and our two boys, along with two cats and one hamster.
If you follow me on Twitter, you might witness my issues with linear thought, road rage, spending more money on food than books, and potty mouth. Be warned.
