Ugh. I always play by the rules. One time, my husband and I had pit passes for a NASCAR race in Richmond, VA and they told us to stay together as a group and, with much anxiety, we decided to break the rules and venture off on our own. Nothing bad happened in our travels, but being a rules-addict I obviously remember this moment and must be scarred by it or else I wouldn't have shared it with you.
So when Abby's school sent home the notice that today was picture day and to follow the "Dress Down" section of the student handbook, I rushed to find our copy to read what is said:
Students should use discretion and dress appropriately for "dress down" days. Jeans or docker type pants are allowed. Students may wear ankle length non-baggy pants. Capris are allowed in warm weather...No sweatpants, windpants or skin tight, form fitting capris, jeans or other pants.
Her: "I don't want to wear jeans today. I want to wear a dress."
Me: "It's sort of chilly for a dress plus the handbook said jeans or dockers."
Her: "Awwwww...I don't like pants."
Me: "You have a pretty sweater on for your pictures today and we won't even see your jeans. You look beautiful."
I was on drop-off duty this morning since hubby had an early meeting at work. All the girls in her class were wearing dresses.
I suck at being a Mom.