This is what we do while Audrie is at piano lessons…
unless it’s 100 degrees. Then you’ll find us at Target.
Today I decided not to change out of my painting clothes before we went out in public. Neither of my kids told me that I had a big hole in the back of my paint covered stretchy pants. Real classy, especially when you pair it with the child in a mid drift tank top. In his defense, Finn was dressed as an army man. I had no excuse. When I sat on the ground, the ants saw my holy pants as an invite to a nice, shady world. I found myself hiding behind the playscape trying to dig out the culprit who was happily stinging my right cheek. I realized too late that I was still in view of the people driving by the park who caught a glimpse of the crazy hobo woman with her hand down the back of her pants.
It was not my proudest moment.
xo
nessa dee
You stay classy Pflugerville!!!! You make your brother proud Sis. Hope all is well in Tejas!
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