This Morning

We're in our hurry-up mode, scrambling to brush teeth and hair. I'm looking at myself in the bathroom mirror disapprovingly.

Kidlet: You happy, Mama?
Me: Well, not really. This sweater feels like it shrunk and it's all lumpy and...
Kidlet: It's ok, Mama. Don't worry about it. It's all right. (Pats my leg gently and walks out of the bathroom)

Deep breath.