Saturday, November 5, 2011

The Tattler

Nobody needs to know I'm still wearing the t-shirt I slept in last night...I thought.

We were on our way to gather Mia from school; Lauren in a dress-up costume, buckled in next to Landon who was half asleep and half indignant at being placed into the evil car seat again.  We were a motley crew. 

The wind blew up a ruckus outside, shoving new-fallen leaves every which way, and I was glad for the warmth of our car.  And, yes, glad for the warmth of my pajama shirt.  It reminded me of my cozy bed.  When there's an almost 4-week-old baby in the house, though, there's not much that causes me to take my mind off my cozy bed. 

I pulled the van around the circle drive in front of the school.  There was Mia, hunkered into her soft, grey coat, with her hair twisting in the wind.  Tangling in the wind. We reached the front of the line as Mia's teacher escorted her to our door.  I smiled and greeted my sweet girl as always.  Her teacher took a few peeks at little Landon under his blue, knit blanket, and said hello to us in the car.  Mia looked at me...

"Mom!  Why are you still wearing your pajama shirt!"  She giggled at this ridiculousness.  The kind-hearted kindergarten teacher laughed at the precocity of children.  I melted into my leather seat.  We drove away.

And now I've learned my lesson: even though you may not ever leave the sanctuary of your vehicle, somehow, SOMEONE will out you to the world if you choose to forgo the luxury of clean clothing in the afternoon. 

At least nobody needs to know that I have yet to brush my teeth today, I thought....

7 comments:

  1. I've been embarrassed more than once by a surprise visit from the meter man in the afternoon greeted by underwear clad toddlers and a braless PJ wearing Mama. Those weeks after a baby arrives are crazy! Take it easy. :)

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  2. hehe Your writing made me laugh out loud. Then my husband needed to hear it. ;) Fun story for the archives.

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  3. Ah yes, the 24 hour outfit. I know that ensemble well. I still remember back when my daughter was just shy of 2 years old, and I was buckling the kids in to take my son to preschool....and she grabbed my hand and said, "Get d'essed, mama! Why you not d'essed?!" :-)

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  4. Um yeah, Savannah always makes sure I'm going to change.....'are you going to wear your pajamas?' or 'why are you wearing your pajamas?' I think so far that is as far as it has made it.....as for brushing teeth-you know I"m right there with ya. And as for Melissa-I've been caught in the same situation too many times to mention.....and no I don't have the excuse of a newborn ha ha ha.

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  5. So funny! You can't get away with anything these days, can you?

    Oh! Wait! You could do what my mom used to do! Just buy a really nice, really big, coat and wear it over your pajamas. It's *literally* the perfect cover! :)

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  6. *snort* that's just how it goes sometimes, isn't it?

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  7. Hahaha! That made me laugh :o) Once when I was pregnant with our fourth the two older kids let the puppy outside and she took off. I was in some VERY short pajama shorts (like almost bum showing) and my hubbys sweatshirt (which was almost longer than my shorts). The kids and I stepped outside to call the dog and I shut the door behind us. As soon as I did I remembered that the door locked on the outside even if the doorknob turns on the inside. I checked and sure enough we were locked out, and my third (she was 16 months at the time) was inside! She was thankfully in the crib but was crying because she had just woken up. I checked all the windows and doors, we were locked out for sure. It was really early in the morning on a Saturday and my hubby was working. I pulled my shorts down as far as I could and went and woke our neighbor up. He fed us breakfast and called a locksmith. An hour and a half later we were back inside. I ran in and the baby was ok. She had cried herself to sleep. When I told my hubby the story he was like "Ju, what were you wearing those shorts outside for anyway?!" Welllll, I didnt mean to lock myself out! It was the dogs fault!

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