Crazy Hair Day


Going through the papers from kindergarten, I came across a note saying crazy hair day was coming up.  Having a boy, I didn’t think it would be that big of a deal.  Apparently he thought otherwise.  I guess they talked about examples of what one could do for crazy hair day and different colors came up.  A certain kindergartner in our house took this to heart as a must.  I, on the other hand, don’t just own hair color.  Grandma to the rescue!



The other one couldn’t be left out.  I tried to lift chunks of hair and put it underneath so it wasn’t so obvious.  It turned out more of a moldy look than anything but he was happy.



And more importantly, my fingers were green until well into the afternoon even though I wash about every half hour at work.

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