Just as the doorbell rang- chiming that our dinner company had arrived--
The boys had knocked over my church bag in the middle of a game of tag. All of it's contents scattered in a 2 foot radius just off to the side of the ENTRY way (not behind the couch, not behind a door, or anywhere else inconspicuous), in an unavoidable place. 
My dirty little church bag secret was out. Even this sweet dinner friend said "Um, yah, that is pretty gross Suzanne" (lol!!). We are good friends so we can talk like that.
And what do you think? Oh go on, wipe the computer screen, be grossed out, I would.
4 comments:
But your toes look great!!!! I'm a friend of Tracey & Suzette & Tami and I love your blog!
It looks like a mom's church bag to me!
Been there, done that, but again, not with as cute of toes! Did you get my email about the foster care thing? Miss you!
lol, i'm glad someone else has a dirty little secret.
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