Today was the girls' second Western Day at Sonshine School...and the second year they insisted I call them cowboys and not cowgirls.
Little do my cowboys know that I bought these outfits for them an hour-and-a-half before Sonshine School this morning at Walmart; washed and dried; and thanked God above that I did not forget Western Day.
One day they will know these things about me:
1.) What a bad memory I have.
2.) How cheap I truly am. And,
3.) How I almost ruined Western Day 2013.
But today I'm the mom who surprised them with new cowboy boots and cowboy hats.
And they think I'm pretty awesome.
They'll soon find out otherwise.