Yesterday after church, I was standing outside talking. I had just buckled all of the kids in the van and the van door was open. All of a sudden I saw something out of the corner of my eye-and the guy I was talking to said, "Uh. You just got pooped on by a bird!!" Yep. Right down my back. Lovely. The worst part was that Haydn yelled out, "Yes! Finally! My mom gets what she deserves!!!"