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That's The Spirit


Little Chic enthusiastically participates in the Spirit Days at school and today was the big thrill of Crazy Hair day. She decided to wear her hair in a ponytail smack in the middle of her forehead.

Brainy Boy, on the other hand, resolutely determined not to go to the trouble, proudly calling himself the "King of Party Poopiness." However as I began the hated ritual of coming his rooster tails this morning, Muh Main Main suggested that he keep the bedhead look in honor of special theme. Brainy Boy thought that was a great idea, giving him the chance to skip the hair wetting and combing, but not enough effort going in to it to be able to accuse him of actually joining the fun.

He insists that he doesn't enjoy any type of silliness whatsoever. Of course, that's only true unless he's the inventor of the silliness. He did have a brief moment of panic when the first kid we saw had totally normal-looking hair. He sighed a big one once he got a look at a few others who really got into being creative with their tresses and realized we had the right day after all.

Comments

Melanie said…
I always enjoyed school spirit days. I love the crazy hair on both kids. Funny!!
Mary Ellen said…
Her hair is great, I wonder if it was driving her nuts by the end of the day!?! His hair is absolutely hilarious - those are some incredible rooster tails he's got going on there - definitely the perfect look for crazy hair day. Wonder what he would look like with a buzz!?!?! "-)
Unknown said…
Great pictures!

I've never seen a ponytail in the middle of ones forehead, but she wears it well!

"Free styling while you sleep" Just doesn't get any better than that for Brainy Boy.

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