I know this is going to come as a shock, Peeps, but I have to share something. You know, in the interest of honesty. My hair is a little ridiculous. Yes, I have some awesome ringlets when it's humid or I'm sweaty or freshly bathed.
But when the weather cools off and the air is crisp, well, I sort of morph into Billy Ray Peep. (Especially when mom combs out my fluff-tangles.)
It's not pretty. I know. But since mom refuses to allow any scissors anywhere near my mullet, we have to go with the next best option.
And just like that I'm ready for my second day of preschool!