There is an unspoken rule at the playground/playgroups that you don't come all dolled up. Doing so does not earn friends; it only serves to highlight how unshowered/flabby/unfashionable/fill in the blanks everyone else is. I say this tongue in cheek, but moms of toddlers are generally not the most well put together bunch. Merely getting out of the house is seen as a victory.
I had been thinking recently however, that now that I was not pregnant I should buy some new clothes and start putting myself together a bit better. I was having this conversation at the playground with my friend Jill, who also has a toddler and a newborn. As we are talking, I reach up and feel a small, hard item stuck in my hair.
I pull it out and inspect it. It is clearly one of Henry or Molly's "nose excretions." Gross, but certainly not unusual given the nature of my work. Jill and I had a good laugh about it and I decided that my new standard was going to be not leaving the house with childrens' boogers in my hair.
I really aim high, don't I?