A Mother's Purse

Growing up, I always wondered why my mom's purse was so HUGE. It might as well have been a backpack, it was so giant. I couldn't figure out why she didn't want a cute little chic purse. Now, even though I only have one child and she was tackling three, I think I'm beginning to understand a little more.

I looked in my purse this morning to find:

• My wallet
• 4 bottles of medicine, tylenol, ibuprofen and the accompanying syringes and spoons
• A bib
• One baby shoe (no clue where the other is)
• A pair of socks (mine)
• A pair of socks (Hayden's)
• Two corks (Silver Oak, thank you very much)
• Baby Keys (don't know why - she only likes my keys
• A diaper
• A powerbar
• Cheerios (and some of them are even in a container!)
• Lip gloss (don't know why - my face hasn't seen makeup in 10 months!)
• Cell phones
• A onesie
• An empty plastic bottle (one of her favorite toys)
• and I should have my keys in here somewhere, but of course, amongst all this other crap, I can't find them.