Wednesday, January 2, 2013

Mother of the Bride

At least that's what I felt like today. My Principessa's first day of 'school', and I am so proud of that little girl, yet I feel like someone just ripped my uterus out. I apologize for the visual, but it's how I feel.

So I overcompensated and wore an extra sparkly beret - my nod to the extra sparkly, hideous skirt suits, MOB's wear. (Why oh why, do they do that??? We can tell who you are already- the excessive smiling or crying is a dead give away.)

But Principessa did me proud. Not a single tear, all fierce independence and misplaced toddler confidence. Is this my cubby? I'll hang my own jacket and put away my own lunchbox, thankyouverymuch. She's probably crying now, but she started well, leaving the crying to me. Silly MOB.

Tearing up, pp

3 comments:

The Diva said...

I think the real question is why you had this hideous, sparkly beret in your possession in the first place, lol. Love P's fierce independence, it will qckly grow old but then renew just as quickly...and so the cycle will continue, lol. And how cute is she in that purple puffer? I die...

PradaPrincipal said...

Hahaha, Diva! I'm part jersey girl and part Donatella Versace, so I do on some level, love the gaudy and the sequins. Just one item at a time. And not all the time. So there, my secret's out! :) thx for stopping by!

rmj said...

Adorable, clutching all her worldly possessions. Over-sized back pack, tablet, lunch box, winter coat - lolol. Reminds me of another little diva I know. Well done, Mommy!