The day Blake and I unintentionally matched was the day...
we had a plumber come in the morning to fix our toilet. I'm not one to get ready for the plumber so I grabbed the first shirt I could find.
...It was also the day that Blake woke up with a terribly puffy and swollen eye. I took him to the doctor for
his first unplanned appointment. The only clean outfit in his basket was the one I put him in.
It took me a few minutes to realize that we were matching. I thought about changing, then I thought that I have too many other things to do to care.
I should have changed. Not that matching mom- and- son outfits are cute and all, but the doctor gave us a
pretty interesting look as if to say, "Do you always match?" No, doc, we don't.
Here's to a quick pink-eye- turned- skin- infection recovery for Blake
(and maybe another unintentional matching day. It's not likely I can get away with this forever. )
|his poor little swollen eye|