Join the club,my children's schooldays were so disorganised, even though I got up at five every morning, that often I couldn't find shoes and they went in wellies or barefoot.
I remember rushing them down the lane to school one morning and discovering on arrival that my jumper was inside out.
A perfectly couiffered, dressed and made-up Mummy looked at me in awe and said "I wish I were like you", I simpered. Then "And didn't care what I looked like" So my jumper was inside out, I had one black and one green wellie on and a bucket over one arm as I had geese to feed on the way. My children have grown to be lovely, balanced and useful people so I didn't do much wrong.
P.S. my wellies still don't match and my jumper still tends to be inside out, I tend to get dressed in the dark.
I remember rushing them down the lane to school one morning and discovering on arrival that my jumper was inside out.
A perfectly couiffered, dressed and made-up Mummy looked at me in awe and said "I wish I were like you", I simpered. Then "And didn't care what I looked like" So my jumper was inside out, I had one black and one green wellie on and a bucket over one arm as I had geese to feed on the way. My children have grown to be lovely, balanced and useful people so I didn't do much wrong.
P.S. my wellies still don't match and my jumper still tends to be inside out, I tend to get dressed in the dark.
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