The Look

She's got the look. I've got the look.
I was loading little bodies into the van and thought I should maybe go back into the house and check myself out in the mirror. I stood gazing at my reflection. I wore no makeup, my hair had a mind of its own and I had not even showered yet! I did remember deoderent though. I was wearing my size 14 Levi's with the ripped knee. They are the only pair of pants I have that almost fit. I had grabbed a sweatshirt from a pile on my bedroom floor. I noticed at least 4 spots of spit up on the left shoulder and even a drip down the back. I groaned and frowned at myself in mirror. But then I realized the REASON for why I look like this and I smiled and said, "Hey good lookin, you must be a MOM!"