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Thursday, June 04, 2009

Don't Judge a Mother by Her Kid's Attire

Yesterday I picked up a beaming OS from preschool. All the kids were lined up and wearing crowns. OS's had the biggest crown of all and had "Happy Birthday OS!" written on it. He also had a big birthday sticker on his shirt. He could barely contain his excitement.

As he teacher helped him into the car, he explained that they had celebrated all of the summer birthdays. Everyone got to make a crown and the summer birthday kids got extra special ones since their birthdays hadn't been celebrated during the year. I'm assuming they're the same crowns that the kids get who have birthdays during the school year. They had eaten cupcakes and ice cream.

Because the Big Giraffe had been out of town and because my younger son (YS) has suddenly development separation anxiety, I had decided to go straight to the gym from preschool pick up. As long as OS was there with YS, I figured he should be fine. Getting your child from the childwatch is bad enough, but nothing beats having to stroll across the lobby in your swim suit to the childwatch and yesterday was a swimming day. And yes for the record, I have had the pleasure of dashing across the lobby in my Speedo. Maybe I should add that the only thing worse than that is if I had slipped from my wet feet and they had to call an ambulance while I was in my oh so attractive swim suit.

We sat down for our packed lunch first. Unfortunately, most of the lettuce in my salad had gone bad so I decided to check out the vending machine. Don't even bother to comment on that one. I knew I couldn't do it without allowing my kids to get something or perhaps I should say without them having a temper tantrum or at the very least eatinga large part of whatever I purchased. The boys were thrilled. I rarely let them use the vending machine. OS kept on talking about what a special treat this was. I think he may have even said a line about how using the vending machine was what he always wanted. This really made his birthday celebration complete. The boys both chose juices (again how are they related to me?) YS then requested a second treat. I said that they had had enough treats for today. This was it. YS had also had a cupcake earlier although I didn't say that out loud.

I noticed a woman just staring out me with her mouth open. My fly wasn't undone and my kids looked alright so I figured she was just weird. That's the obvious conclusion, right? Then I took the boys into childwatch. Once I was in there, I noticed that the staff was silent which is pretty unusual. They were just looking at OS. Finally one of them asked me if I was really putting my child into childwatch on his birthday. That's right OS still had his crown and sticker on him. I was just so glad that he agreed to go to childwatch since he doesn't like it that I consented to the crown and sticker.

That's when it dawned on me that the vending machine woman probably thought OS's big birthday present was a bottle of apple juice. Nice. For the record, I don't think there is anything wrong with putting a child in childwatch on his birthday. It's an hour. OS will be celebrating his real birthday with his first day of kindergarten.

A. Elliot's Lesson Learned: Don't judge a mom by her kid's attire.

Labels: Humor (at least Attempted)

posted by Alex Elliot @ 7:11 AM 1 comments

1 Comments:

At 6/29/2009 8:28 AM, Goofball said…

funny story :)

I do notice in your posts coming back how uncomfortable you seem to feel in bathing suits, triathlon outfits etc. Too bad.

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