Yep, I'm "that" mom

Here's the deal you group of Mommies in perfectly pressed khaki's, full make up and snobby accents. You with your children in fancy clothes that you keep trying to adjust and make sure remain clean. You with your matching fancy coffee's and your perfectly formed circle that's close enough to the playground should little Hannah need you but not close enough that you may get dirty. I am not a bump on a log. I do not care if I look silly. I am able to laugh at myself. I love to make people laugh, even at my own expense, especially my children. I try not to take myself too seriously.

So when I am at the playground I play with my kids. I play tag and race around and pretend to be the monster or the dragon or whatever the hell my kids want me to be. And you know what? They love it. You know what else? YOUR kids love it. That's why they come over and ask if they can play with us and then end up crying when we leave. You may want to try it sometime, actually playing with your kids. It's kind of awesome. Of course you and your children may have to get a little dirty. You'll probably have to wear different shoes, too.

Once you've mastered playing with your children at parks you can move on to more crazy stuff. I suggest shopping cart races down small hills in big box parking lots, while half of the onlookers look at you like you should be in jail and the other half looks at you like they wish they could try it. Or beat boxing at the grocery store while your kids play the Quaker Oatmeal drums. Or perhaps you could let Dad in on the fun and ambush him with silly string when he gets out of the car after work. This is especially fun because he will be unarmed. However, I will let you know that silly string on a 90 degree day has a certain suck factor in the clean up department.

If none of these things interest you, playground Mommy, just go ahead and stay in your circle with your fancy coffee and snobbery. But be advised, when I say "heads up!" I'm only giving you half a second to get out of the way of the Frisbee, and if it hits you in the head I will totally laugh.