Murphy's Law

If it's not Murphy's Law, it's one of those other many laws I learned in High School Physics. But anyway, last night we had Lasanga. It was one of those prepackaged ones from Costco. It was pretty good, but it's seemed a little greasy. So Madalyn has gotten really good eating without a bib. She usually doesn't spill anymore. But because she was wearing her newish, offwhite, purple and pink flowered shirt that is absolutely adorable, I made her wear a bib. She kept getting up and down off of her chair for some reason and every time she moved, I gasped, because I didn't want her spoon to hit her shirt. Finally, she had successfully eaten her lasanga and wanted to get down and get in the bathtub Jess was running. I bent over to take off her bib and what did I do? I knocked the spoon off of her plate at the same time lifting her bib so that the spoon hit her shirt and then rolled down the front.
Like I said, Murphy's Law.

The shirt in happier times.

Goodbye cute shirt, hopefully Oxyclean can pull you through but it's not looking good.