Target skirt (worn as a dress) and sandals; thrifted belt; Marshall's scarf.
Yesterday was one of those days. One of those days where not a lot of things seem to be easy. Every little thing you do becomes hard. You make pancakes for the kids and the milk is bad; you buy the wrong size bathing suit for your daughter and now you have to return it (which you hate doing); you shrink your favorite dress in the dryer; the skirt you decided to wear as a dress does not really work in reality as it requires one to stand still at all times in order to stay up; the bag of animal crackers you bought at Target for your kids bursts in the cart and goes everywhere; your son won't eat the dinner you made, or go potty when he needs to, or put his toys away (ahhh the terrible two's!)
One of those days where you wonder if anything will go right and you just want to crawl in bed and cry by yourself and have a mini pity party. But you can't, because the laundry needs to be folded, blog posts need to be written, the cat wants some love and you should probably go apologize to your kids for being crazy mommy. Here's hoping they're too young to remember days like this...