Preschool Graduation

Today was Tai's "preschool graduation".  They don't call it that, but that's essentially what it is.  Thankfully there were no caps and gowns--but the kids got to wear crowns.  And who doesn't love to wear a glittery crown?  Honestly, I am so thankful for Tai's crown because it helped distract folks from his goofy bangs.  Here's what happened:

Last night I noticed that Tai was due for a haircut.  But I know (as everyone does) that you never get a haircut the day before a big event because it always takes a few days for the new haircut to look right.  For some reason I disregarded this age-old wisdom and got out the clippers anyway.  For just a trim.

But while Tai was sitting half-nude on a stool in the living room, watching WonderPets, I got carried away with the scissors.  I thought it looked fine when I was done, but after he showered and dried off I realized that I had transformed him into a spitting image of Jim Carrey's character from Dumb and Dumber.  Whoops.

Of all the times to get carried away with the haircut -- the day before the Most Important Day of Tai's Life!*  So this morning I did what I could to make it better.  After dressing him in a nice, new shirt with a collar (and throwing a spare one in my car in case he were to get dirty during the day, the way preschoolers are meant to do) I wet a comb and combed his hair while he ate his breakfast.  This is actually not unusual.  He frequently wakes with a bit of a rat's nest in the back and the only time he'll let me comb it down is when he's busy eating.

The unusual part is that I surreptitiously applied a little hair product to his bangs in an effort to get them to sweep to the side and stay there.  Yes, I dipped into my (expensive) Defining Whip and used it on my five year old son.  This is my confession.



* Not really at all.  But you get a sense of how I unwittingly became swept up in this whole preschool graduation thing.