Mean Girls is one of my favorite movies. I used to quote it all the time, but only Holly got the jokes, and I don't see her as much anymore. Anyway, one of my favorite characters is the crazy mom in it, always busy trying to be her teenage daughter's girlfriend. Like when the girl brings her friends to her house after school and the mom walks in and goes, "HEY! HEY! HEY! How are my best GIRL-FRIENDS?" in this sing song voice.. And of course my favorite line from her to the girls, "I'm not like a regular mom. I'm a cool mom." It's probably not funny at all reading it, but that's what I thought of as I was high in the play land at Chick-Fil-A today. High literally. off the ground. Not any other kind. :) It was a beautiful day, and we had the place completely to ourselves for most of the time. The only other kids that joined us were sisters. One went to Sage's school, and her entire family was deaf but her, so she was teaching Sage how to sign. So sweet. But then Jaggar was up in the top screaming. Alone. So off I go to the rescue, hoping the weight limit is significant. He was fine; he just didn't like being alone, but I couldn't help but think of that line--"I'm not like a regular mom! I'm a cool mom!" as I slid back down.
We were in the very top. He was in the slide when he was crying, but then he got over it as he asked me to get out when I was up there. Cramping his style. SO...it's true, I am like a regular mom not a cool mom.
We were in the very top. He was in the slide when he was crying, but then he got over it as he asked me to get out when I was up there. Cramping his style. SO...it's true, I am like a regular mom not a cool mom.
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Been there, done that! At least there weren't a load of regular moms there to witness it. ;)
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