Tomorrow night, we are having dinner with Brad's business partner and his wife, at their home, with our children. While I've met Brad's partner, I have never met his wife. I'm not really nervous about meeting her, I'm sure we will get along fine. I do however, want to look nice (cool).
Tonight at dinner, I told Brad that I didn't know what I was going to wear because I broke the zipper on the one pair of stylish jeans that I own. Instead of telling me he would watch the kids tomorrow while I went shopping, he told me he liked the pants I was wearing and that I should wear them. I looked down at the baggy, mod podge stained, faded army green pants that were purchased at American Eagle five years ago and said, "I don't want to look like a frumpy mom".
Sam looked at me and said, "You're not frumpy mom."
"I'm not? What am I then?"
"You're just a mom."
Even though I'm sure he wouldn't recognize frumpy if it sat on his lap, I'm taking comfort in his words of assurance. I'm not wearing the army green pants though.
Friday, April 25, 2008
I'm not frumpy
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5 comments:
Aww, and the great thing is that even when we do look frumpy our kids don't even notice.
gotta love kids.
I feel ya on the nothing to wear my wardrobe is jeans and plain tees. Itnis really bad
"You're just a mom." Because mom's are magical and can do and fix any and everything in the world.
And army green is only a good choice for outside play, yardwork and laundry.
Husband's don't ever get that. Or at least mine doesn't, he thinks its great when we all match each other...um that's just weird!
So, I am just now reading this post. How did dinner go and what did you wear?
:)
Janel,
Dinner was a lot of fun! I ended up wearing my Lucky jeans (although I tore the knee as I was leaving my house) and a favorite black shirt from Ann Taylor Loft. It's just the right length and hides the muffin top :)
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