All over this hot, hot country, mothers are waiting. They intervene in another quarrel. Then they wait. Courage, my friends, we’re almost there.
I remember the days of back to school. Our kids’ alma mater began with Work Day, where we’d all gather to clean and paint and hammer wood into shelves. Then a few days later we’d enter the driveway for the first time, pulling into a parking space if we had littles, releasing the bigger ones out of car doors and watching them scamper across the yard.
Pause now, for a minute, to remember the soft chubby hands of our sons, held as they made their way to nursery school. Then think instead and more lightly about what we wore, and what mothers will wear soon, and what the Style Archetypes may wear when school, as it will, opens again.
The Sturdy Gal is so pleased she’ll be able to get more done with kids in school that she dresses for errand speed alone. Large Starbucks a must. Fish dinners will be fresher today, all surfaces clearer, her laundry languishing no longer. Sturdy Gal pulls on a pair of yoga pants, and, in a celebratory mood, that pattern-mixing tee with a teeny lime stripe. It’s all in the details. She is proud that she bought black sneakers to ensure a high-fashion look.
The Cousin kisses her oldest on the school steps, walks the pre-schooler to his classroom, all while carrying a still-nursing infant. You need a long skirt for the pre-schooler to hold, and a loose top for infant access. But the Cousin has always been able to carry off nonchalance better than any – her Ancient Greek sandals and bobby pins are the ne plus ultra in I-Don’t-Care-Chic.
The Dame probably has a nanny. But when she dresses for the first day of school, determined to do her maternal job, she’s going to forgo a few of her usual accoutrements, including help. And no high heels. We don’t want to stomp a child’s pillowy foot with stilettos. Bad form. Nor scarf. There’s every likelihood that she’s going to have to lift small child into her arms, and Hermes patterns suffer from maple syrup hand prints. The housekeeper will have made the family pancakes that morning, and stickiness lingers through the day.
But La Grande finds herself quite able to manage trends and tots at once. If she relies on a little too much hairspray, well, we all have our vices. Just be sure not to ask what’s in her elegant glass water bottle. Once the kids are back to school, all clear liquids are fair game.
And yes, I know many, many fathers do the school drop off. My own father drove me us to school even back when. It’s just that I don’t know what men wear for the occasion:).