I honestly don't think I could get any more "mom" than I was this morning biking back from the library. Maybe a mom haircut and some mom jeans, but otherwise I was pretty much in the uniform.
shirt stained by child? check.
dansko shoes? check.
bike complete w/2 yr old AND front basket full of library books? check.
purple balloon from Trader Joe's trailing from toddler? check.
BUT! I made it up the monster hill on the way home by sheer will, and for that I will forgive myself for at least the purple balloon...
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