I hosted a Mad Mums’ Martini afternoon for some other half-day Kindergarten kids and mums. This is the aftermath:
Note that the jello salad is almost all there, the spam is untouched and the vodka … well, not untouched.
One of us wore pearls and heels. One of us wore a twin set. One of us wore one of 200 dresses in her closet from the fifties.
All of us had fun.
Because sometimes in this crazy journey we call motherhood, we have to make a detour for the carnival.