I Have Eight Arms and Zero Patience ~ Comfort Colors Tee

All Hands Busy ~ Tolerance Fully Booked

One hand on the lunchbox, one on the dog, one signing a permission slip, one holding a coffee that went cold an hour ago. Every limb is accounted for and the one thing nobody packed was patience.

• Gift for the household octopus: Made for the mom running three calendars, the dad who answers 'where are my shoes' eleven times before eight, and anyone who has stirred dinner while on hold with the pediatrician.
• Capacity reached, politely: The to-do list keeps growing arms. The good mood never did.
• Grappling with: Part of Here Be Monsters, where every arm is spoken for before breakfast.