mommy moment...
(much to the dismay of my children)

Ever just have "one of those" days?

You know... the kind when everything could go a little better... when the world could possibly find some small way to throw you a bone, and just doesn't? The kind when you want to wail, resembling any preschooler you know... "it's not faaaiiiirrr!"

Grits in your hair, stain on your brand new white shirt, forgotten bookbags, lost lunch money, who knows where the shoes are kind of a day.

Yep.

So, this morning - I am busily getting Jordin ready for "FairyTale Day" at her preschool .... frantically searching through every leotard, feather boa, and tutu we have - Sarah Beth finally gets frustrated and asks her Grandad for a ride to school ( I mean, the child begins to sweat if she's not there at least twenty minutes before the bell rings....). I try patiently to explain to Jordin that while she would be adorable... she just can't wear ballet tights and leotard outside in January... could we wear something else? Perhaps this? Jordin looks a little skeptical at the idea of my own personal Tinkerbell creation... but she gives in.... .

On go the pink pants, the pink long sleeved leotard..... the white lacy socks, the pink strapovers.... out come the dress-up wings and tiara.... Jordin begins to look a little more interested in the idea .... she's feeling Mommy's Tinkerbell groove.... curl her hair, spray it with glitter hairspray (it's ok that is takes four washes to get it out... it's Fairy Tale day, after all....) Apply some blush and mascara - some glitter eyeshadow... and finally - the crowning moment - placing her pink feather Tiara on her head.

Jordin is elated.

She does look like a punk rock version of Tinkerbell, and I am ok with that.

Rush to school to make it by 8AM.....

Walk into the classroom - Jordin beaming ....

Realize no other kids are dressed up.... and dress up day isn't till Friday.


Oops.


Rachael