Just so you know, I’m nauseated. My head hurts. And it feels like my right eye my pop out of my head at any given moment. Pretty much par for the course around here. Just another bug passing through. I’m only sharing this in case anyone was wondering why I sent my children to school looking like this…
Will started the trend by insisting on wearing his Thomas the Train rain boots — ostensibly to properly accessorize his Thomas the Train bathtub toys that he plans on sharing at Show and Tell this morning. Tom, merely insisted on looking pained in this picture, but by the time we reached school had an unidentified smudge under his left eye which closely resembled soot. It did not come off even after the obligatory “spit-finger-scrub” was applied in the carpool line, and I assume he will carry out the rest of his school day looking like a chimney sweep.
But I have to give props to Jack, because he just took it to a whole new level. In addition to his bright, red “Rock Star” rain boots, he managed to muster real tears while pleading to wear his favorite hoodie from last year that he found in the bowels of the coat closet while I was trying to get everyone else ready for school. Never mind that it barely zips anymore… or that the sleeves don’t manage to cover his wrist bones…or that to get the hood over his head he kind of has to hunch his shoulders and remember not to straighten his arms. None of those details matter when you factor in that it has a bear and “real live bear tracks” appliqued on it. What’s not to love?
So there you have it. I am a horrible, lazy mother. And now there’s documented evidence to prove it.
You absolutely crack me up.
I let my 5yo pick out his own clothes for school. You should see some of the outfits he puts together. I don’t care. I’m happy he’s getting himself dressed! I recently read some “tip” in a parenting magazine on how to give your kindergartner “choice” when picking out clothes yet still make sure the clothes match, and I thought, Who gives a *%& if they match? He’s FIVE. If someone is going to judge me based on whether my 5yo’s clothes match, I am not interested in hanging out with that person anyway. Judge away!!
my moto is whatever gets you through the day!!! Feel better soon!
Celebrate your success… you remembered to snap a photo. 🙂 That one’s a classic.
They always look adorable no matter what they wore! They’ll stepped inside the classroom and just so proud of “Thomas, Lightning McQueen and Super Batman.” Jodi you are hilarious! I’m laughing while reading your entries.
I have learned that the coordinated clothing/shoes fight is so not worth it…even if it means wearing red AL fur-lined crocs with EVERYTHING…Thanks, Grandmama! Don’t get me wrong, I’m a total AL fan, but even I have my limits…especially when such adorable other options are available to choose from!!!