And of course I still don't know what I'm doing with my life, other than sneakily blogging while pretending to organize files. Maybe I should have a dance party and invite rich moms and their babies and call it "learning."
andrea: You'll never guess where I am right now
molly:
ummmmmmm
a holiday inn breakfast buffet?
a canoe?
india?
andrea: I'm at a baby class for bou-gie
moms
Unreal
Seriously,
I'm gonna kill myself
I hate my job
molly: baby yoga?
i hate mine too
i want
nothing more than to go to the gym and then go home and watch bad movies
and drink red wine and make pumpkin cookies
andrea: Oh no, this is ANOTHER baby
class
molly:
good god
andrea:
Because one wasn't enough
molly: what could babies possibly be
learning??
andrea:
Oh my god! I would KILL for that day right now
Well right now they're
learning to pop bubbles
I guess
molly: wow
what a skill
parents
PAY for that shit?
i need to start teaching bougie baby
classes
andrea:
You have no idea
This woman seems like
she does a few lines in the changing room and then sucks down some
helium before she does this
You have to be willing
to make the necessary sacrifices
I think could deal with some coke and helium if it means I get to blow bubbles in toddlers' faces all day.
3 comments:
I've noticed a lot of parents PAY money to basicly teach they're children how to play and call it educational....it's quite sickening.
So... I *could* rake in the bucks by inviting rich parents to a dance party with lots of shiny things as long as I set up some diaper-changing stations and a table of juiceboxes? Ideas are a-brewing...
Pretty much. Just make sure the shiny things aren't sharp. And lots of primary colors and things that could be thought of as 'cultural'. You can charge extra for culture.
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