What a night last night! Regardless of what you think about Obama, it was quite a historical night. It felt very surreal, like I was watching a live version of a documentary. A live-o-mentary.
I am currently sitting in our gym, wait for parents to show up for parent/teacher conference. I bring this up because I have been told by three different moms/teachers that I look like a little kid. More exactly, "a little kid that has dressed up for a special occasion."
Here is my current wardrobe: white shirt, dress pants and a navy blue sweater; no tie. I am adorable! The only thing I am missing is a matching blue beret or a checkered vest. I am like a First Grade Teacher of a Build-a-Bear! In fact, if you look under my darling sweater, you will find a cardboard heart. I am so dressed so darn cute, a woman that works at The Pottery Barn for Kids asked if I would be in their next catalog. One teacher asked me if I was getting ready for the Christmas program.
I found their compliment nice, but they didn't have to pinch my cheeks when they left