No way.
Those words did not just leave my mouth.
Holy smokes. THEY TOTALLY DID.
As the kids exited our van onto the packed sidewalk in front of their school this morning,I, of course, reminded them that I loved them (total good mama point, right!), then, then, the words seeped out.
Seeped isn't a potent enough word. Briskly encouraged would fit better.
That's right. This is the point when I completely embarrassed my 1st & 2nd grader, AT THE SAME TIME. As they set their feet onto the snow crisped, kid packed, pavement, I rolled down the passenger window and, maybe a bit too encouragingly, told them to 'HUSTLE their BUSTLES' to class!
Uh huh. I said that. They both looked at me. Their faces crinkled into the expression of 'what?'
What had just left my lips? Seriously, an expression from the early 19th century? Did I grow up in an attic reading Charles Dickens and knitting my own nighties ?
All I could do was roll the window up. I crept my mini-van home. My hair wasn't done. My makeup was only half on. The baby was crying, and, AND, to top it off, I had slippers on. Is there anything left on the list of 'embarassing mother' that I had missed? No wait, I could have driven you while wearing my jammies, oh, that's right, I HAVE ALREADY DONE THAT.
Yeah, this 'let's have 4-kids thing' has really changed me in ways I never imagined.
Oh, and tomorrow, they are walking.
