... of my transgressions? Because I earned another bead for my Bad Mommy vest this morning.
When I was dropping The Wild Child off, I heard teacher #2 say to teacher #1 "Do you want to mention...."
And then teacher #1 said, "Hey, we've figured out why The Wild Child is taking her shoes off all the time."
Me, in my head: What? She takes her shoes off all the time? I did not know this....
Teacher #1: Yes, her shoes are way to small. Her toes are getting smashed and are very red when she takes her shoes off. They are just way too small.
Me, in my head: OK, OK, I get it. I'm the worst mom ever for not noticing that my kid's shoes are too small. Please don't keep going.
Me, out loud: No problem, I have the next size at home, all ready to go. Her toes must have grown overnight, because Mr. Sasha and I sure didn't notice! Do you need me to go home and get them, or do you think it can wait until tomorrow?
So I ask you, dear blog reader, am I really the worst mom ever? Because I'm seriously starting to think so....
