On Easter Sunday, I'm not sure what possessed me...something from my Pentecostal, dress-up-for-everything roots I suppose. But for some reason, I decided to wear hose with my dress. Black opaque hose of all things.
I can't remember the last time I put hose on.
Which was obvious when I walked out of my room and Tanner gave me a funny look.
"Mommy, where did your legs go?".
He slowly walked over, with the strangest look on his face, and reached out to touch them as he said, "I can't really see them".
Oh yeah, I think it is time to throw out the hose!