Yes, I know, it’s a completely frivolous act, but it gives me that tangible sense of proximity to my child which, sadly, is sometimes lacking as I go about my daily routine as a working mom. For a period of time, when things got really hectic, there were days where I’d hardly see my son, and those were some dark days.
To be fair, not everybody loves the intricacies of dressing up as much as I do… and not every mum is as passionate about the art of accessorizing as much as I am. That said, I just can’t help but squeal in delight when I see him putting on his own little fedora and picking out his belts and high-tops for school. I’d like to attribute this to my own “personal touch,” before he abandons me fully and with utter abandon for the world of boyhood, monster trucks, sports, and all things muddy.
It’s also hard to imagine that Rockshic baby only has THREE MORE MONTHS OF SCHOOL left after the end of March! (April, May, June). Hazzah… and wouldn’t you know it, by September he’ll be in full-on uniforms. I’m having a major #momlife meltdown just thinking about this.
Happy Wednesday you guys! Looks like the weather is quite lovely outside… I’m looking forward to leaving the office soon to chase some rainbows with my little guy.