What one child does, so must the other.
This is how Sunday arrived and my children ran amok.
No more than usual, except for one thing.
They went Samurai again.
Both children cackled at their “pretties”, not caring I lacked the small comb needed to actually pull their hair back neatly.
Then my husband took The Tackler to the grocery store with his hair still “styled”.
“I think the person at the deli counter called him “ma’am,” he said.
I sighed but honestly didn’t care.
If my son wants to run around with his thick, too long hair pulled back because I haven’t gotten around to scheduling his hair cut – because he’s just so darn adorable with it uncut – so be it.
If he wants to do it at age thirteen…. I’m cool with that too.
As long as he bathes and does his chores, I don’t care.
For me, it’s all about the joy on his face as he enjoys something different.
Screw society norms.
Plus, it entices his sister to leave her hair styled for more than six seconds.
Win win in my book.
What is the craziest thing you’ve let your children (or yourself) wear in public?