In case you can’t read Miss C’s custom door sign, it reads, “No boy kids allowed. Keep out.” (The control freak OCD woman in me wasn’t very happy about her masking tape job, but I let it go. Oh the sacrifices we must make as mothers.)
I asked her if this new girl centric regulation included Daddy, and she replied, “No, cuz he’s not a boy kid!”
Pssssstttt…I was over at Deep South Moms today where I discussed the one fashion crime at church that I can’t quite bring myself to forgive.