So I'm going to call this pregnancy brain. Woke up this morning while my husband was getting dressed for work. For whatever reason I had it in my head that today was St. Pattys day. All excited, I grabbed him his green shirt and sweater vest and told him he had to wear it to celebrate.

Normally I'm the one to remember these kinds of things so he just went with it. After he left I googled the date and found out its not until Friday 🤥 Oops.

I sent him a message and told him I was sorry it was actually Pi day (3.14) followed by a gig of a cat playing a keyboard saying I have no idea what I'm doing.

Sorry darling. Baby made me do it?