Here is another favorite, Prom Mom.
It is just me, or do any of you other moms feel a little "under dressed" during the routine errands throughout the week?
Basic things like, dropping the kids off at school or popping into the local Target to pick up some goodies?
I mean some of the moms that I see at preschool are just too much.
Too much makeup, hairspray, and height on their heels.
I just don't get it.
Heels at soccer practice?
No thank you.
I don't even wear heels to go out.
(Ask my sisters what happens when I do. )
So recently, after several years of coming and going from preschool, I made up a name for all those moms that look TOO cute to just be dropping off their kids at school so early in the morning.
PROM MOMS.
I really hate them.
Only because I am a tad bit jealous of how they do it.
I mean, I would LOVE to have this funky fun outfit on while dropping off Mia and Sophie.
But, I think people would stare.
And I’m almost 100% positive that my husband would not even recognize me if he walked in our house after work and saw me wearing this.
These shoes are fab with this CUTE dress.
But they would make me about 6 foot 8 inches tall.
NOT fab. Scary. Or Scary Spice.
Either way, I would seriously love some tips on how these Prom Moms do it. I barely have enough time to put a bra on after getting my 3 year old out of bed, dressed, fed, socks and shoes on, hair done and teeth brushed. THEN helping my 5 year old get dressed, fed, socks and shoes on, hair done and teeth brushed!
Don't forget the other three kids I have to feed, wipe down, change their diaper and then pack into the 'Burban making it a grand total of six munchkins to lift and load.
This leaves very little time in my morning for hair doing for myself, any makeup application whatsoever, or high heel wearing.
How do they do it?
Someone fill me in.
I can't possibly get up an hour earlier to shower, dry my hair, and make myself up.
7 am is PLENTY early for me considering my 1-2 am bedtime these days.
So I guess I will have to settle for my (camouflage Michigan) hats, tank tops and yoga pants during the week.
I can only dream what it may be like to be a PROM MOM.
Maybe when Gracie, my third daughter, is in school I will have the skills needed to obtain glamour at 8 am.
But until then, I will enjoy life happily in my hats and flip flops.
I may not always be glamorous, but at least I am comfortable.