Edit Button Fail

I love a good slumber party. It’s a super-fun, super-affordable birthday party. For Ainsley’s 9th Birthday we had two classmates over. It was a Spa Party.

Turtle Cheesecake from Whole Foods. Honestly, I’m not sure why regular birthday cake even exists. These calories are worth it.

There were gifts. Good ones. Things were going well.

Then I did something that made time stop for a moment. It just stalled there and hung in the room. My daughter’s mortification was amplified by a classic MOOOOM!

My BFF turned to me and said, Just five minutes ago you said you had an Edit Button! An hour later, the same friend said, Ainsley is going to have the best memoir!

I turned the camera on myself to record the exact moment in which I lost all my Mom Cool and became That Mom. 

She had opened a gift of perfumed shower gel and I said . . . don’t use that on your vajayjay.

(For the record,  I DO have an Edit Button. I have a much better, more accurate, description of the taste of that cheesecake, but I thought it might sound a little crass.)

Tracee Sioux is a Law of Attraction Coach at www.traceesioux.com.  She is the author of Love Distortion: Belle, Battered Codependent and Other Love Stories. Contact her at traceesioux@gmail.com.