Well, good morning to me! You know those days that start off so calmly, and then—BAM!—you’re covered in yogurt before you’ve even had your coffee? Yeah, that was my morning today. Let me set the scene for you...

So, I’m up bright and early, trying to get ready for work. You know, just a normal day at America’s foremost helium party balloon manufacturing facility, where I hold down the fort as the world’s most glamorous receptionist. 🌸 I’m blow-drying my hair, picking out my outfit, and I hear my 8-year-old daughter giggling in the next room. (Giggles are always suspicious when you have kids.)

Turns out, while I was distracted, my little angel convinced my 4-year-old son that it would be hilarious to fill my bra with yogurt. Yeah, yogurt. As in, the creamy, fruity stuff that’s supposed to go in your stomach, not your clothes. 🙄 But of course, I didn’t know this.

Fast forward to me rushing around, trying to get dressed. I grab my bra off the dresser, thinking nothing of it, and put it on like any other morning. Except... OH. MY. GOD. As soon as I fasten it, yogurt explodes everywhere! We’re talking a full-on dairy disaster—yogurt down my shirt, all over my pants, dripping off my arms. I’m basically drowning in strawberry swirl.

At first, I’m horrified—because, duh, I’m already running late! But then, I hear my kids laughing hysterically from the hallway, and I can’t help but laugh too. I mean, come on—yogurt in the bra? It’s kind of genius. Disgusting, yes, but also genius.

So, what’s a girl to do but take a deep breath, strip down, and hop back in the shower? 🧼 At least my morning started with a good laugh, and let’s be real—I definitely needed a second cup of coffee after that fiasco.

By the time I got dressed (again), cleaned up the yogurt crime scene, and wrangled the kids out the door, I was almost back on schedule. Almost. Because, of course, I also had to explain why the kitchen smelled like a yogurt factory gone rogue.

But hey, it’s mornings like this that remind me why being a mom is the ultimate adventure. You never know what kind of crazy chaos is waiting for you around the corner.

Now I’m here at work, sitting behind the receptionist desk at the manufacturing facility where I work and thinking about how this morning could’ve been a complete disaster—but instead, it turned into a memory I’ll be laughing about for years. 💕

Note to self: Double-check my bra next time... you know, just in case. 🤷‍♀️