Sometimes in my head I still think I am 20 years old. Until I am around a 20 year old and I think THANK GOD I am not 20.
The other day I had my teenage neighbor at the store with me. I so badly wanted to be the cool friend that just happens to be a mom. When a red mini van pulls onto the road, narrowly missing my white minivan and I yell out STUPID TEENAGER.
Then laugh at what a mom I sound like.
10 minutes later we happen upon the clothes section at walmart. Everything she chose as something cute I inwardly cringed at. She was very polite in saying how ‘cute’ my swimsuit choices were. Then I asked if it looked like a mom suit, and she said yes.
I am buying mom jeans hiked up high, so I can look how I feel.