Not my type
At some local playgrounds, you overhear other moms talking about preschools and nannies. This is what I heard at my playground the other day.
"Well now we might leave early for the Bahamas. John's brother is taking a private plane and it seats three other people so he said I should bring the kids. But I can't decide."
OMFG. Seriously.
This is the playground around the corner, folks. The one I showed up at today not showered, with my hair in a ponytail and a headband, wearing yoga pants and a little concealer but no other makeup.
I guess I better step it up a little.
"Well now we might leave early for the Bahamas. John's brother is taking a private plane and it seats three other people so he said I should bring the kids. But I can't decide."
OMFG. Seriously.
This is the playground around the corner, folks. The one I showed up at today not showered, with my hair in a ponytail and a headband, wearing yoga pants and a little concealer but no other makeup.
I guess I better step it up a little.
Labels: It's all about me, Motherhood
posted by Amy at
9:06 PM
3 Comments:
I bet you still looked better than all the other mommies' there, pony tail and all.
It's funny that you would write about the playground. I love your blog, and have been reading it lately (even blogrolled it), but I'm new at all thi