Suburban mom suburban life. Driving the minivan to soccer games. Walking kids to school in yoga pants and a messy bun. Just call me basic.
I take my kids apple picking, I drink pumpkin spiced lattes, we look at Christmas lights in the park. In the summer you can find me at the pool trying to look like I have my shit together.
Big coffee mug with a sassy saying helps greet the day. A large glass of wine or a vodka and soda helps me through homework, dinner, and bedtime. I go to Zumba because I love bread. Kale and quinoa are delicious, but so are all those chocolate chip cookies and Rice Krispie treats I make with the kids.
I pack lunches like a boss and make sure there is something healthy in there. I can change a diaper anywhere anytime. I wipe snot like a pro. I can carpool with the best of them.
I know what color plate and the favorite tv show. I clean house blaring Adele and Taylor Swift. I’m not even ashamed. We go to a Target just to walk around. I can always find something I don’t need.
I’ve got my Uggs and Northface coat, I wear flannel and brown boots over my jeans. I love my scented candles in the fall. We go to story time and lap sit. I take my toddler to get her nails done with me.
I Netflix and chill. By that I mean I Netflix at 9pm in my bed and fall asleep. If I have been made a hostage to my house by toddlers, I have no shame in breaking out for brunch and mimosas.
We do Taco Tuesday, but I swear it is because my 7yo loves it. Though I feel no compunction about taking a picture for Instagram with #tacotuesday.
I know who and what I am. I am totes basic. I admit it.