This morning, in a rare departure from my pants and jacket style of work clothes, I decided to wear a dress. A nice, conservative black one appropriately ending just below the knee - paired with a striped shirt that went under it. You might say the very epitome of dressed for success and Carpe Diem and all that sort of thing. Thus attired, I then ran around the house, picking toys, flipping omlettes, changing a diaper and instructing my son incessantly about what he could and should and could not and should not do on this day. Here is what the offspring had to say:
Me: Rishi make sure you don't go to the neighbour's without calling me first.
Son (aged 6): Ok ma, but you look silly. Why are you dressed in a school uniform?
Me: Its not a school uniform - its damn fine office wear.
Son: Well, you look silly in a frock.
After a few deep breaths and a quick lecture to the boy on the essential difference between frock and dress, I went inside to the bedroom to wear my shoes and make a dash out of the house and make good time for the first meeting of the day. It was being inhabited by bounder number 2 and here is how that panned out:
Me: Rhea, my baby, my lovey duck, let mamma fix your hair and make you all pretty to play with your toys:
Daughter (aged 2): mama shame shame ... where your pants?
I didn't have time to pick up the bits and pieces of my self confidence that were strewn everywhere, so I just went to work and had the most miserable day pulling down the hem of my DRESS everytime I met a client or caught sight of myself in a pane of glass.
Anyone wanting the few dresses still hanging in my clothes rack - you know where to get me!
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8 comments:
that was heeheelarious :) :) :)
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don't you mind them, when we meet, we both are going to 'dress' appropriately!
LOL, I wonder what my 4 year old would say if he saw me in a dress.. well, he saw me in a skirt last summer and he was in love with me. My wedding is in a couple of months now and I'm sure he'll want to be the one marrying me then!
Jules, may the love last forever :). My boy wanted to dance with me with a rose stuck between his teeth. So ...
on top of having to compete with other men vying for your attention, i have to deal with my son too...sheesh!
hee hee... you just need to wear only 'frocks' for a whole week!
I'm not a mother and am infact very young to be having kids but I've always maintained that the little things in life are the ones that touch me the most. This post was heartbreaking and warm at the same time.
:)
real nice one madhu
oh-dear! oh-dear!
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