One More Thing....

Confession- Ooops.

In all the craziness of the first week of school, I totally forgot to post my annual surefire-way-to-make-you-feel-better-about-yourself-as-a-parent picture! I mean after all, I kind of owe it to you- and I know you've come to expect it from me. So here it is:

Yep. You got it. That is me following the bus to school like a loon on #3's first day of Kindergarten. I know. But come on, cut me  a break. He's the only boy, and he's the baby! Hey, at least I didn't sit outside the school for an hour like I did when they all started preschool.
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Not-So-Porno-PTA.

Confession: I may not always wear underwear but at least I teach my kid not to be a bully.

Some of you may remember the post titled Porno PTA. It's right here, so if you don't recall, or never read it, go ahead. I'll wait.
It's the one about me forgetting to wear underwear to back to school night. It's been a long running fave of mine, and several others as well.

No long winded post today. No discussion of all the crazy events going on in the world right now. Let's face it that's not what you come here to see. But I did want to take a minute to mention that tonight is back to school night once again. And I just got showered and dressed (10 hours ahead of time I might add- I know- are you proud of me or what?). Anyway, the point is I PUT ON UNDERWEAR! Yay me! So, while I probably won't have anything interesting to post later tonight, at least you can rest easy knowing that I won't be showing my goodies to the new vice principal, or anyone else I may encounter tonight.

I may however be showing someone my Philly attitude. Seems as though the "mean girls" are giving my #1 a hard time at school again. Not really bullying or anything, but just not including her, or letting her play with them, making her cry. I know it's just little girls being little girls, but it sucks when it's your kid being excluded. I try to teach my kids to behave better than that. Oh well. Now that my blog is super public and everyone and their Grandma now knows that I am the woman behind the blog, maybe some of them will read this and talk to their kids about being mean. Yeah, I'm talking to you. Probably. You know who you are.

Girls Just Wanna Have Fun... (not spend all their time doing their hair-duh)

Confession: I envy those cute matchy-matchy moms- ever so slightly!

Here in New Jersey, tomorrow is the first day of school. I know that this instills much anxiety in a lot of people. I know that some kids, tween girls especially, will stress for hours or even days over what to wear the first day back. At my house, not so much.

You know those moms who spend an hour ensuring that their kids clothes are all matchy-matchy, every hair is in place, bows and barrette and baubles adorning each one? Yes? Well, I'm definitely not one of those moms.

My girls especially, tend to look like a cross between Cyndi Lauper circa 1982 and, well, me when I've just rolled out bed in the morning.

My son is going through his new found independent stage. He wants to pick out his own clothes. Yesterday he wore a green and yellow t-shirt, couple with navy blue soccer shorts with stains on it. he topped it off with light blue and red sandals. He looked fabulous. I got lots of funny looks from parents in the grocery store, the doctor's office, and pretty much every where we went. He was oblivious of course- as it should be.

My middle daughter just turned 7. She wears a bathing suit almost every day. When she's not, she can be found sporting the same exact outfit every single day until I have to forcibly pry it from her body in order to wash it.

My almost 10 year old is finally getting the hang of the whole coordinating pieces, matching colors, etc. But, she is 10, and has never been one of those fashion diva types. She'd rather be doing just about anything then spending time on her appearance.

I suppose I should be thankful for all of this. It saves tons of time in getting ready, and vast amounts of money on having to pick out the perfect outfit, or the latest trend.

Where do they get it you ask? Well, I've never really been one to spend much time on my hair or my nails or my clothes. I'm a wash and wear kind of girl. So, this all stands to reason. In fact, I've said on numerous occasions that some of my "outfits" have earned me a permanent spot on people of walmart dot com- even when I'm not actually at Walmart. Yeah, it gets that bad.

So this year I resolve to get up every morning, well before the kids, and shower and dress (in something other than shorts, a t-shirt, and flip flops), to at least attempt to do my hair, and do something with my face. If my calculations are correct I am almost certain I can make it through the entire school year the first report period the first day.

So, do you stress if your kids don't look picture perfect? Or do you let 'em roll in the dirt in their "Sunday clothes"?