You're out of clean underwear.
Your middle child doesn't care if he's wearing clean underwear or not.
You forget to run the dishwasher.
You have to make dinner, again.
Your kids are shocked that they actually have to go to bed every night.
The magical fairies mess up your house in the middle of the night.
When the cashier at the checkout doesn't help you put your groceries in the cart.
I also hate it when I lay out my scrapbooking to make the perfect page. It's beautiful. A true piece of art. Then you have to remove everything so that you can glue it all together. And then you can't remember how you had it laid out to begin with. I also hate it when I incorrectly spell the word 'teeth' and instead it comes out 'teeh.' And so then you have to stamp 'teeth' onto red paper, thus ruining the entire look. Finally, the end result isn't anything like you had it before you started applying the glue. Anyway, here it is. Imagine it like I had it before I glued it down. Now, isn't that nice?
This is the polaroid picture the dental assistant took of Ethan's first visit at the dentist.