Somehow I felt more pressure dressing for those occasions than dressing for work. I guess whenever you had to meet a lot of new people, you want to dress appropriately so you won't leave the wrong impression. Considering I might have to bend down, jump up, run or do some strange thing, dress, skirt and heels are out. I guess with an autistic son who has the skill of escape like Houdini, you can never be too paranoid. Now even with my daughter, that paranoia kind of stayed.
It is interesting during recess time, one of the parent ask me if I had been in this school before because I seem to know a lot of what is going on. It is a parent participation school so there is a lot involve. I told her I am a new parent and I am just as clueless as all the other new parents. But I guess I look confident enough to pass on a false impression, haha :-)
