Can you Relate?

Don't you love days when you're talking on the phone with your insurance agent and your two-year-old daughter decides right then that she has to go "twinkle" RIGHT NOW and she runs screaming down the hallway going on about how her "twinkle is coming out!" and you're right behind her because you don't want to mop up yet another accident on the carpet and your daughter is trying to climb over the baby gate blocking the bathroom door (which you installed because your 10-month-old son has developed an increased interest in toilets and the things that go in them) and you're still mmm-hmmming to your insurance agent who is spouting off quotes and numbers and just as you are about to get to your little girl and help her over the gate and to the toilet, the floodgates open and her "twinkle" is now dripping down both sides of the baby gate and your son is trying to pull himself up on the baby gate to see what all the excitement is about and your insurance agent is ending the conversation even though you have no idea what he said and what terms you just agreed to. And as you slowly turn around breathing deeply and praying for patience, your daughter giggles and says, "I get a sticker for my chart!" Yeah, I just love days like that.