Devils Night, 7 PM, Target. My hands shake as I finger through the dollar bins. In a state of desperation I run to the seasonal isle. There must be something, possibly left over, I can buy Claire's Class for the Halloween Bash. Not until just hours before did I realize what most day care moms know as a rule, "No home baked goods for distribution." So here I am, last minute. One of "those" moms. Of course, shortly thereafter I realized I had a perfectly justifiable reason to be away from the kids and I stopped at the Starbucks for a camel apple cider.
I did end up finding something (imported junk). After stuffing them into single serve cellophane bags with other edible goodies I took Claire into school.
I slaved over Claire's Fairy Princess vision. Big girl makeup and stripped tights. I thought I would shine as the dedicated parent. Little did I know every little body in that class had cellophane bags tied with pretty ribbon.... and every little girl was a Fairy Princess.
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