Turn and look awayNovember 8th, 2006 @ 7:01 am
Remember how I told you I was a bad parent and didn’t dress Babboo up for Halloween. Today while downloading the latest batch of photos I found out that I did, in fact, dress him up. And by dress him up I mean I stuck a pumpkin hat and an orange shirt on him and called it good.
That totally counts, right?
He also has orange socks on. You just can’t tell by this picture.
Hooray, I’m not a bad Mom after all.
That was a close one.
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I can’t remember if I’ve told you or not. But I walk a lot. I have to walk to Babboo’s school to pick him up every day and then walk home to our apartment. It takes me about an hour from door to door. It’s a very nice walk and I really do enjoy it.
But it’s long. And up hill most of the way. And I always wear high heels to work. High heels do not make for a pleasant walk when I’m pushing my 25 pound kid in a stroller and carrying my laptop on my back. (Not to mention the cooler bag for my sweet, sweet tit juice and my purse.)
I have refused to wear anything buy my regular heels to work. And I refuse to wear my tennis shoes with my work slacks. Refuse, people. So I suffer for the cause. That is until recently when a coworker suggested I not only change my shoes prior to picking up Babboo but that I also change my pants.
(Light goes off)
What a great idea. I can slip into my cozy yoga pants, put my totally comfortable tennis shoes on and enjoy my walk home. It’s like a whole new world. A world full of high kicks, comfortable strides and toes that love me for me. Now instead of huffing and puffing my way up the hills, I run up them. No need to worry about slipping on the wet cement, my shoes have traction.
This all sounds good, right? Maybe even a little too good.
I still can’t bring myself to not wear my heels on the way to the school. I wait until I get there and sneak into the back room to change my pants and shoes in the cover of darkness. I reemerge a new women. A new woman, albeit a very unstylish women. I am very underdressed along side the other working women in downtown with their high heels and short skirts. I admit it makes me very self conscious.
So if you see me walking down the streets of Seattle in my yoga pants and tennis shoes, I would ask you to look away.
City Living · My Sweet Babboo
Frema
said,
November 8, 2006 at 5:47 pm
Oh my goodness, Babboo looks adorable. What a beautiful son you have. Seriously. What a kissable face.
Seeing downtown business women can be very intimidating, yes. But the image of jogging through the streets of Seattle in chic yoga pants is also enviable.
Jessie
said,
November 8, 2006 at 6:12 pm
I wouldn’t be embarrassed about being dressed like that - the other women probably wish they were dressed like that.
Baboo is getting so big and even cuter as he gets bigger.
HollowSquirrel
said,
November 8, 2006 at 6:30 pm
That so doesn’t count.
I’m calling social services asap.
MK
said,
November 8, 2006 at 6:35 pm
Yeah for comfy! Isn’t it funny when you don;t think of things like that- almost liek a “duh” moment. Have you thought about wearinga comfy pair of loafers to work and then put your heals on when you get there? Then you at least wouldn’t be one of those tennis shoe wearers!!
And Babboo looks sooooooo cute!!!!!! Yes it counts! he also doens’t understand. I love that hat on him!
BY the way- what is the King bringing me back as my prize? hehehe!!
Brittany
said,
November 8, 2006 at 7:22 pm
Babboo is such a cutie!
I think I’ll try the tennis shoes stunt for the wedding I’m going to this weekend. I’ll wear them for the long walk from the parking garage and then slip into some dress shoes right before I go into the wedding. Now….do you have any ideas on a practical way to transport my extra shoes?? Should I carry a huge tote? Hide them in the bushes?? Push a stroller even though I don’t have a baby yet?
Erika
said,
November 8, 2006 at 7:26 pm
ISABEL. It has been way too long since we’ve had a Babboo picture! I thought that was a picture of the King as a baby.
It never fails to make me feel better to hear Babboo’s weight is so close to Evan’s. I think it’s a boy thing. I mean, a 12 pound 7-month-old boy would be weird, right? RIGHT??
vtgirl
said,
November 8, 2006 at 7:27 pm
I am completely with you. During my corporate days, I made a strong commitment to myself not to be one of those women with sneakers and hose with a pencil skirt. Needless to say, I spent a lot of money on taxicabs. So I join the chorus — yeah for comfort.
And yeah, the cutest pumpkin I’ve seen!
alyndabear
said,
November 8, 2006 at 7:40 pm
That is the most squishable pumpking I’ve ever seen! And look at those eyes!
And I would live in my Yoga pants, if I could. Mmm. Stretchy goodness.
Jennifer
said,
November 8, 2006 at 8:54 pm
I totally sport the waitress look to and from work… my work outfit with sneakers. I DON’T CARE WHAT YOU ALL SAY! I need my comfy shoes. It’s 12 blocks, and it’s a little scary. I need to be able to run for my life, if needed.
Audrey
said,
November 8, 2006 at 9:57 pm
That pumpkin is so cute that it totally counts! I love the look on his face! And I never noticed until now what gorgeous eyes he has. I think he’s thinking, “Really mom? You’re embarassed to wear your comfy pants and shoes? Have you seen the hat I’m wearing?” He clearly doesn’t realize how cute he is, just like you clearly don’t realize how un-embarassed you should be in your yoga pants and tennies.
Heather B.
said,
November 8, 2006 at 10:18 pm
When did he get so big??? It feels like yesterday that he was just ‘Bob’ and now he’s such a big boy. And too frickin’ cute to boot.
Cindy
said,
November 8, 2006 at 10:23 pm
Simply adorable.
Jezer
said,
November 8, 2006 at 11:44 pm
Ahhh…what a sweet lil’ pumpkin!
Sometimes I change clothes at work before I go pick up Al so we can go straight to the park, and for some strange reason, I don’t like to go go to his school looking park-ready. I guess I’m afraid people will think I’ve been slacking all day while my poor widdle baby was left at daycare.
Lindsey
said,
November 9, 2006 at 12:29 am
Don’t feel self conscious, I would do the same thing. In the name of sanity and exercise I put on my sneakers to take walks outdoors during my lunch break. Sometimes it’s not bad and other times it is so not cute, think cute shirt, cute skirt, nylons and sneakers. I wonder why I don’t get hit on?? Luckily most of the people in my building are relatively older or they are frumpy Baptists. SO when I am doing laps of the building it is not so bad. It’s when I leave the premises to walk up the street and through a neighborhood that it gets ugly.
dee
said,
November 9, 2006 at 1:40 am
I can’t believe how big babboo is getting! And that hat is just adorable!
Mrs. Flinger
said,
November 9, 2006 at 3:26 am
It totally counts. My child didn’t wear PANTS on halloween so a hat is festive and totally over-achiever-ish.
I miss being able to walk to places. (I guess I CAN now but blech, the traffic joking fumes now) Yoga pants and tennis shoes! Why not wear THOSE TO WORK? Right. Gotcha. Only in my world can I wear my PJs to work.
Durga
said,
November 9, 2006 at 12:59 pm
Babboo is soooooooooooooooooooooooo cute!!!!!!
And be jealous people….be very jealous…coz I got to hold him and hang out with him…and I even did the walk home from school with Isabel and Babboo. yeahh….beat that.
Frema
said,
November 9, 2006 at 1:57 pm
I just have to say that I love checking your blog for updates and being welcomed by Babboo’s sweet little face. He is not making my plan to hold off on kids a bit any easier.
anna
said,
November 9, 2006 at 4:16 pm
I think that counts for dressing up. For Allison’s first Halloween we stuck a clown wig on her and called it good. No make-up or clown clothes, just the wig.
If I saw you in Seattle, I would totally not pay any attention to your pants because Babboo would steal your thunder. That kid is adorable.
Rachael
said,
November 9, 2006 at 4:34 pm
That’s an adorable hat! Good choice
Carrisa
said,
November 9, 2006 at 4:48 pm
Ok so obviously by my flickr comment I thought this was red and not orange and he looked like a little tomato. But still he is the cutest damn thing.
And I would still find you totally sexy in yoga pants and sneakers. Preserve yo feet woman!
Rachel
said,
November 9, 2006 at 7:59 pm
Hell no! I’m running up and saying hello, lol.
DeAnn
said,
November 9, 2006 at 8:10 pm
First of all, you’re ALWAYS a good mom.
Second, I never wear heels, so I’m always unstylish. Boo.
kerrianne
said,
November 9, 2006 at 11:01 pm
Well, seeing as how that’s the cutest pumpkin hat I’VE ever seen, I think it definitely counts. : )
Sara
said,
November 9, 2006 at 11:19 pm
Oh goodness, he is so cute! I love the look on his face. Not to worry about the costume; my daughter was a “strawberry” her first Halloween in the very same fashion.
I’m sure your feet (and hips) will thank you for the yoga emsemble.
Della
said,
November 10, 2006 at 3:07 am
I finally got a chance to catch up on the blog reading.
Heels, tennis shoes, galoshes (anyone use that word anymore?)…I am so happy that you are not having to wear wading pants! I am so glad you guys are not in the danger zone.
MY SON IS MOVING TO SEATTLE!!! He will be stationed on the USCGC Mellon at the end of November!!!
Stay safe from that horrid weather!!
Lisa B
said,
November 10, 2006 at 3:49 am
OH MY! Your little man is SO BEAUTIFUL. And he looks SO much like you. He should be doing those Gerber baby commercials.
And that sweet little expression! ANd those sweet wittle, bitty hands! And those beautiful eyes! Awwww. (Its a good thing you can’t hear me because I’m all high-pitched and squeally and gushy ovah he-ah.)
Courtney
said,
November 10, 2006 at 3:50 am
Wait, yoga pants and a business shirt?? Oh no you didn’t. Hello, faux paux!
Lisa B
said,
November 10, 2006 at 4:02 am
Oh and the yoga pants and sneakers are a great idea! Yeay you!
angela
said,
November 11, 2006 at 9:22 pm
I am very impressed that before you got your bright idea to dress down for your long walks, that you actually were able to walk that whole time in heels! Seriously, how did your feet survive this?
I work in a creative environment with very lax rules that is within a larger building with lots of other tenants. Most of them are lawyers and the like. I love stepping onto the elevator in my jeans and tennis shoes in the mornings with all of these buttoned-up professional businessmen and women. I know that deep inside they are totally wishing they could be comfortable too. I think you should walk the streets of downtown Seattle in your yoga pants with pride!
Chas
said,
November 13, 2006 at 2:53 am
He is looking like a little boy more and more…what happened to Baby Babboo??
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