but on the lighter side....

I was getting ready to take the teens to their highschool orientation yesterday. I had on what I thought was a pretty reasonable outfit: beige capris, a coral pink shirt, and bright pink matching crocs. Yes, I have finally given in to the Crocs. They're so smushily comfortable and I tell myself there's a little Scandinavian clog cool going on with it. So I was standing by the door and S glances at my feet with no expression on her face. And I understand immeadiately that she will be irretrievably humiliated by my large, pink clown shoes. So I look at her and slip the Crocs off and put on tan sandals. And she smiles. This from the girl who, as a toddler, used to wear underpants on her head.