Pulled up in front of school yard last Friday. Running late and guilt meter already high as I had:

1. Yelled at kiddo to hurry up (for the love of God why does it take little people so long to get the out the door!) which of course led her to rush and stub her toe on the carpet and cry and take even LONGER.
2. Missed her first day of 1st grade at a new school AND her first AYSO soccer game because I was in NYC with husband-Mark’s family attending a wedding and seeing musicals.

Last Friday was really only my second time even taking her to this school and I’m looking through the fence at a sea of people in red shirts. Adults and kids all lining up on the playground all in red school colors. “Oh man,” I tell D. Claire, who knew today was national red day?”

As I walk kiddo to the playground and see her in her denim shorts and jacket, I tear-up. My kid appears to be the only one not wearing red. How could I have missed this?

Later as I’m telling this story it’s really funny and her Dad gets a laugh. “Don’t worry,” he says, “I’ll tell her that it’s important to stand out as an individual, you know, something like that. I’ll talk to her about it.”

I feel better.

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