Mom, you have a stick in your hair!

I had a busy day. A meatball making, garden weeding, bike riding, kickball playing, school volunteering,  homework doing, domino playing, dirty foot washing, pillow sewing, table stripping, lawn mowing kind of day. So when I came into the house tonight after talking to the neighbor, Jack informed me that I had a stick in my hair- which I did- a big stick, and upon further inspection a big glob of dried tomato sauce on my arm! Oh well, who has time to look in a mirror anyway? !