Mommy boo-boo

I was informed by Little Preschooler's nanny that her Kumon tutors will be holding an anniversary party Saturday, and parents, particularly whose kids were to receive an award, were required to attend.

The venue was merely a 5-minute tricycle ride from where we live. It was high noon, so I opted to dress casually in decent walking shorts and a linen sleeveless shirt. LP's father had picked her up earlier and was to drive them straight to the party.

Little did I know, or rather, stupid of me not to realize, that the party was also an awarding ceremony of sorts. LP got a bronze medal (which got me to thinking, if I weren't so overbearing, would she have gotten a gold?). I, the proud parent, walked up the small stage to hang it around her neck.

Proud as I was, I couldn't help but pray for the earth to open up and swallow me alive. If LP were any older, she'd probably have told me, Mom...couldn't you have gotten a bit more dressed for the occasion?

I was the only parent in the room wearing shorts. Embarrassingly casual.