That Moment When You Completely Lose Your Mom Shit (In Public)
The scene is all too familiar: The kitchen is a minefield of homework, dinner preparations, and the 3-year old’s long forgotten Play-Doh project. One kid is whining about being hungry, another is yelling from the bathroom that she needs her ass wiped, and the 3-year-old is chasing the dog in an effort to “pet” him. The doorbell rings and a harried UPS man demands three separate signatures as all three kids clamor behind you to find out who the stranger is at the door. Just as you close the door, you hear the sounds of dinner boiling over and the smoke alarm loudly declares that you’ve lost control.