Look, I totally won a major award:
The rest of y'all can suck it, frankly. Or else face the VEINY HANDS OF COMPETITIVE FURY. RAWR.
This award came as a complete surprise, as I was the only mom at the preschool Mother's Day party to forget a camera, thus missing the class performance of "Mommy Is My Sunshine." My friend* offered to make me a copy of the video she shot, so I'll at least get a copy, albeit a copy probably focused on the wrong kid. But whatever. You can't be the center of attention ALL the time, Noah. Especially not in mementos of your own childhood. You might grow up to be a blogger, or something equally hideous.
*Also known as the 4:20 Playdate Mom, who I think I can safely call my actual friend now, as we are set to have playdate number THREE today, oh my God. Will I have to put out? Does my hair look okay? Should I wear my Phish t-shirt?** My #1 Mom Award? Because I won't lie, I still haven't taken it off, nor do I really want to.
**I would wear my Battlestar Galactica t-shirt, but I wore it last night to the Star Trek movie. Which: OMGEXPLODEYAWESUM. You should take your mom to see it this weekend, if your mom is anything like me.***
***And by "like me" I mean an AWARD-WINNING #1 MOM BOO-FUCKING-YAH, SUCKERS.