Today at GracieGirl's school was Crazy Hair Day. Or so I was told. It was mentioned at a PTO meeting and then I overheard someone talking about it at Girl Scouts. So I immediately began scouring Pinterest for ideas. We finally settled on a pink Rhianna-esque fauxhawk with pink, purple and blue stripes. She looked fantastic when we left for school this morning. On the way to school Gracie did ask me, "Mama, are you sure it's Crazy Hair Day? (She has read the book)." "Yes honey, I'm sure." Pretty sure. Although when I thought about it, I can't remember seeing anything on paper.
We drove up to the playground and really had a hard time seeing any crazy hair. I think there were a total of 7 kids in the entire school with crazy hair, and only three as crazy as my rock star daughter.
As she walked into school, I could tell she was looking around just as frantically for more crazy haired kids as I was. There weren't many. As a result, I have been worrying all day. She is going to hate me forever, if she's the only one in her class with beautiful rock-star hair. And really could I blame her? Randy says he would have rocked a mohawk every day of elementary school, if he could have. I'm in total limbo right now. In ten minutes I'll go pick her up and learn my fate. Either way, she looks damn cute! I'll give an update and post a better pic soon, if she still loves me. xoxo
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