School Play

The little ones school play was on last week. I had to get off early from work at least to change into that ever perfect dress that i had got. As luck would have had to lie about why i needed the leave by saying some crap at work. I sometimes cringe when the guys get off taking leave cause the kiddie has a play or need to go to docs (management oohs and aahs). But when the women ask for leave , how the management reacts like oh women always on leave. Anyways i could not get off telling i had to attend to car matters cause even accidents i get into are dumb, with a tree plopping itself on me.

Rush home with the accusing glare "mummy you are late". well actually i wasnt. The five year old was incistantly walking around me and asked what r u going to wear. Hemm first time he asked me that (the boy is learning going to make some girl happy after good long years). so showed him the dress (ok my life is ridiculous i am discussing my wardrobe with a five year old). he burst out crying loudly (this seems to be the case sometimes with kids). had to pacify him and he said i cant wear the black dress. Right. Then he proceeds to open the wardrobe and pick a saree then gives orders to wear something with lots of sequins mummy . arghhh

anyway get to the play me overdressed like a christmas tree with sequins. .( the saree was purchased in a moment of madness and has been lying in there without seeing the sunlight since purchase)..... Bling gone wrong But S with happy smiley face. The Man turns up takes one look at me and goes "why are u dressed like that" (ok if anyone wants relationshp advice dont take from me, cause if u are trying to fix things the black dress would have worked no christmassy stuff)..

Sitting at the play i could here all the mommies gushing about the cuties who they thought were in the main cast. Cuties were clearly there as birds or trees and non talking parts but the expectant parents were full of proud expectation (meaning they thought the offsprings were in a broadway play). I was really bored actually cause felt the play was a mess and then when s did come on to the stage with fifteen to twent five other kids and danced, i felt almost weepy (god thats the maternal instinct thing working). The high from the play kept s talking non stop with more bribes out of me to take him to pizza hut for all the hard work (twisting his hips for some funny music).

The mummy brigade pulled me and said "wow you look really dressed up" meaning (you clown u have no clue you look like u are at a wedding). well anyways sometimes we need to make a fool of oneself in the name of kids...