Yesterday I mentioned that I had some anxiety issues on the morning of Sadie’s first day of school. I could explain to you, in detail, how I was feeling, and how Kyla was being awesome, but I think this exchange is rather telling, and needs no explanation.

Me: What does this say? * walking into the room, referencing the outfit I has spent the last fifteen minutes picking out *

Kyla: Uh, that’s you’re wearing a shirt?

Me: I mean, does it say “responsible mother?” I really want to make a good impression

Kyla: It doesn’t scream “responsible mother,” but it doesn’t scream “irresponsible mother,” either.

Me: * visibly agitated * So what does it scream?

Kyla: Flowers?

* About ten minutes pass…and I come back in the room with a different outfit *

Me: What about this? What does it say?

Kyla: * without missing a beat * “I am a responsible mother who is very involved in her child’s education and I care deeply about her success”

…

He learns fast.

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