I think at some point I started buying clothes that were cute, yet comfy enough to wear in my current profession of work-at-home mom. Meaning, I wouldn't cringe at the idea of throwing them on rather than staying in my pjs all day. Yet they would be presentable enough for say, a trip to Kroger or the playground.

I hope that's what I've done.

Like the yoga pants I was already wearing this morning. I decided they would look just fine, paired with a simple long-sleeved t-shirt from our last beach trip and my $45-a-pair flip-flops, to pick up Tucker from preschool today. Casual, but cute and sporty, right? I even put on makeup. Hair in a loose ponytail? Is that okay? Do all those other moms in their matchy-matchy tennis and exercise outfits really work out while their kids are in school?? (Whose hair looks that good when they work out? Seriously. I'm asking.)

Carter was asleep while I was doing my toilette, or I could have gotten his grinning, gummy opinion on my outfit. There really isn't anyone else to ask. I ended up relying on my increasingly dated - and already lacking, even in my pre-mommy years - sense of style to confirm the appropriateness of my ensemble. I hope I looked okay today, other moms. Otherwise, my sense of what's "presentable" has gone farther down the toilet than I want to admit.