Ok, so I drive and SUV. I am a mom. I even (gasp) bought a pair of "work out" pants at Walmart yesterday. It does NOT make me a soccer mom! Does it?
This morning, I donned my new pants and sports bra (had to buy a bigger one to accommodate my milk filled mammary glands) and walked around the area. I grimaced the whole time, because , if you remember I broke my toe a few weeks ago. Well yesterday I whacked my poor, not quite healed toe on a dolly in our garage. So its painful and throbbing again. Well I did my walk, and was feeling pretty good. I like this, it gives me "ME" time and I really need it! I got back to the house around 7 and opened all of the windows to let in fresh air. Then I went to wake up Will and Bug (nothing is cuter than a daddy and his baby girl sleeping away in bed next to eachother!)
After Will got dressed and came downstairs, he told me I was in FULL SOCCER MOM GEAR TODAY.
Grrr.... he really knows how to push my trying to be unique buttons, doesn't he?
But I have to admit, if I saw me on the streets I would think "soccer mom" and well maybe I do need to dye my hair that pretty purple I have sitting in the closet... soccer moms don't have purple hair, do they?
(*I am not against "soccer moms!" I just don't see myself as one! And for Will to tell me that I look like one... welp, its like telling me that I look like my mom! Um, wait he once told me that I dress like her, so maybe he is just asking for no sex for a long while, isn't he? And mom, sorry... I love you, but I don't want to dress like you!---- just want to add, I am joking about withholding sex, I never do that. I think its a funny thing to talk about!)