Thursday, October 13, 2011
I win "Mother of the Year"
And yes, she is indeed sleeping her in clothes. But that's nothing. Yesterday?? Yeah, yesterday I sent Lilian to preschool in a mismatching skirt and shirt, black ballet slippers and uncombed hair. In my defense, I did try! I offered a different pair of pants to match the shirt. I tried to get her to stand still long enough to brush her hair. But we were running late....and I was driving carpool. She liked how she looked. The shirt and skirt? Mismatched patterns to be sure, but the colors coordinated. Ballet slippers? Well, ballet flats are in style right now. And her hair wasn't THAT tangled! Besides...she's FOUR years old. And I've never claimed to be that kind of mom that dresses her kid in the perfect outfit from Gymboree complete with matching tights, shoes and hair bows. Darling as it may be, it's just not me OR Lilian. So off to preschool she went in her eclectic outfit.
Fast forward two hours....
Lilian climbs into the truck with her two carpool buddies in tow. I buckle them in and start driving away to Lilian's pronouncement of, "Mom, I don't have any underpants on."
My mind quickly rewinds to earlier in the day when I had asked Lilian to find a pair of underpants out of her dresser drawer and put them on. It's only too obvious that she didn't do it.
So not only am I the mother that sends my daughter to preschool in mismatching clothes and messy hair...I'm also the mother that sends her daughter to school going "commando." In a skirt, no less!! She claims she was careful and didn't inform anyone...by telling OR accidentally flashing.
The crown for "Mother of the Year" is sitting firmly atop my head.