…that my shirt came unbuttoned in Sacrament today at church. It was the top button—right where the “girls” are. Yep, utterly mortified!
It demonstrates just how squirmy my 23 month old is as I sit with him on my lap trying to contain his 35 pounds of pure energy.
I don’t know how long it was open. I don’t think it was very long. I hope it wasn’t very long. Luckily I tied the bow connected to this shirt low, so I think it covered up most of the peep show.
Please tell me that another mom has had this happen to them.