Yesterday, I took the kids to a Halloween party during the day. As was the case with the preschool party, Sam's Rapunzel wig lasted approximately 1.5 minutes before she yanked it off her head with the angry announcement that "hair gets in your face!!!" This is an entirely new sensation for her, although those of us with hair know the pain of daily living with hair in your face. Somehow we all soldier on, apparently oblivious to our plight until it is pointed out by someone lucky enough to have very limited hair.
Anyway, Sam was having fun at the party when another Rapunzel arrived (and in my mind the crazy thing is that there was only one other, what with that being the big Disney movie this year and all). This little girl, who was younger than Sam, arrived with wig solidly in place. This wig even included glitter strands to illustrate the magical golden glowing of the hair.
As soon as Sam saw her, she snuck over to me in the corner and whisper-announced, "Mom, there's another Rapunzel here!"
I said "Yes, she looks very pretty too." Then I figured I'd take a shot "Would you like to put your wig back on?"
Sam's eyes narrowed a little, she stared across the room at the fabulous glitter wig, and then she said slowly "Put it on."
She gets that from her father!
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