Having taken the day off today I didn't have to get up in the rushed fashion I normally do.
So I took my time getting myself ready and when complete I stood back and admired the finished product. Not half bad I thought...and I might actually even look stylish today.
Just as I finished, B brought his shoes to me to help tie. "Of course, honey" I say still on a little mini-high because I was lookin' cute today and not frumpy as I often do when I have to get up at O ' dark thirty to get ready for work.
So I bent down to help B. tie his shoe . Seconds later J. chimes in with "Mommy, I see your butt" and begins to giggle hysterically.
"I know, honey, Mommy's jeans alway seem to do that when I bend down " I said as I tried to pull my shirt down further than it would realistically go.
I hurriedly returned to tying B's shoes so I could rise from the "offensive" position . But I wasn't quick enough.
"Mommy, I see your butt again" she says
"And it looks funny. B " she says "Come see Mommy's butt"
Queue record scratching sound .
"Ok, Ok, " I said hopping up off the floor and hiking up my lo rider jeans. I thought better of asking J. why my butt was funny. Because as we all know preschoolers are brutally honest.
I headed for the door feeling a little deflated. Nothing like a little preschooler honesty to bring you back to reality.