It all started with clean underwear.
In the 30 seconds I was in my bedroom putting on clean underwear, an entire roll of toilet paper was strewn across the hallway and all the bath towels were dumped in the still draining tub.
While I was attempting to locate an empty laundry basket for the towels, the entire box of art supplies including feathers, pom-poms, and paper scraps was dumped from its 'too high to reach' location and scattered throughout the dining room.
While I was hurriedly stuffing art supplies back into the box, one newly opened box of Kleenex was layered on the couch.
And that's when Momma lost it.
I shudder to think what would have happened if I had bothered with clean pants.