Mommy Hair

Earlier this week, while working on the neverending task that is our laundry pile, I came across one of Rachel's hairbows in the washer. Most likely, Rachel had ripped it out of her hair and I stuck it in my pocket for safekeeping until I could put it away. Since, obviously, the pocket plan didn't work out so well before, I decided to clip it in my hair until I could put it away.
This was a great plan, until I decided to run my errands.
Let me just add that in order to guarantee myself as long a shower as I want, I've been taking them in the evening after Rachel goes to bed, so I pretty much only have nice hair on Sundays. This particular day, my errands included a run to the bank to deposit my hard earned paycheck. I noticed the teller giving me a bit of a look, but didn't really think too much of it until I got home and caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror and noticed that I still had Rachel's cute little hairbow clipped in my hair. (sigh). While it looks adorable on her hair, it looks a bit ridiculous in mine. All well- I'm sure it went well with the spit-up that was also probably on my shirt.