This morning was our first day back at Preschool in over 2 weeks! I was a little, shall we say, excited, and Daisy was pretty pumped too. Adults aren’t much fun – especially of the cranky Mum kind who has been dealing with 4 days of constant poo from Harper. I think she has Bali Belly. In any case, gastro and nappies do not mix. I cannot cope with any more poo. Or washing. Or nappy rash. Poor thing. Poor me. Poor bottom. Poor us.
When we were there Daisy’s Preschool snaps were there ready to be picked up. They are old school and cute and just as I remember they were from when I was a kid – perhaps things are fancier in Sydney but these are hilariously dated. But cute. Until…
Um. What’s that on the second row?
Ride ‘em cowgirl?
This is me, just sitting, looking relaxed. As I do.
You’re making me do what? Like that? How funny! Really?
I can’t get over them. It’s a mixture of hilarity and confusion and just why on earth would you make a kid pose like that? And just WHY ON GOD’S GREEN EARTH do they insist on vomity pastel backgrounds? STILL? I know they were de rigueur in 1987 but still? This is as close to pageants as this Mama and toddler are going to get…