Mommy Brain

I had a severe case of Mommy Brain this morning as I was making a bowl of cereal of all things. Big Brother and Baby Jaws both wanted Cheerios. I had filled their bowls, set them on the table and went back to the fridge to retrieve the milk.

I walked back to the table, took the top off the milk, heard Little Miss Happy Go Lucky yell, "TEA!" and thought, what a strange child.

Then I noticed it. I was pouring brown liquid into Big Brother's Cheerios. The look on his face was nothing short of sheer terror. It's as if he actually believed I was going to make him eat the tea covered O's.

He was relieved when I told him I'd dump it and make him another bowl with actual milk.