Too much time on my hands...
So Saturday my second child and his friends were bored. And look what they found to do to amuse themselves. I went to pick them all up to take them to Macey's and I actually had a moment in which I watched some stranger slide audaciously into the passenger seat next to me and I wondered, who was this kid sitting by me and why was he wearing my son's clothes?
A mullet? Willingly and of his own volition?
Don't laugh, it only encourages him.
So after a few "I-love-you-honey-but-you-look-like-a-dork" comments on my part, we headed for Macey's.
Under solemn vow, he agreed not to shop on the same aisles I shopped.
He and I were waiting at the customer service desk for some change when some college student had the nerve to stop and ask him if he could take his picture. "Sure," Z~ said, and the guy whipped out his cell phone, took a picture, and continued to go on and on about how cool it was that my kid's got a mullet.
He asked Z~ why he did it. "Because I was bored," Z~ replied.
I looked at the guy and said, "Yeah, some people's kids do drugs when they're bored. But me, I get a kid that goes and gets himself a mullet.
Best part was after church today when--AFTER SPENDING HALF THE MEETING WONDERING WHO WAS THIS KID I WAS LETTING REST HIS HEAD ON MY SHOULDER AND MY LAP--everyone figured out that it was indeed my own kid, Z~.
EWWWWW!
A mullet? Willingly and of his own volition?
Don't laugh, it only encourages him.
So after a few "I-love-you-honey-but-you-look-like-a-dork" comments on my part, we headed for Macey's.
Under solemn vow, he agreed not to shop on the same aisles I shopped.
He and I were waiting at the customer service desk for some change when some college student had the nerve to stop and ask him if he could take his picture. "Sure," Z~ said, and the guy whipped out his cell phone, took a picture, and continued to go on and on about how cool it was that my kid's got a mullet.
He asked Z~ why he did it. "Because I was bored," Z~ replied.
I looked at the guy and said, "Yeah, some people's kids do drugs when they're bored. But me, I get a kid that goes and gets himself a mullet.
Best part was after church today when--AFTER SPENDING HALF THE MEETING WONDERING WHO WAS THIS KID I WAS LETTING REST HIS HEAD ON MY SHOULDER AND MY LAP--everyone figured out that it was indeed my own kid, Z~.
EWWWWW!
Comments
At least he has a sense of himself and isn't worried about who he is and what others will think. Right?
Handsome boy........
That would just complete it, don't you think??
Did he use "Gee your hair smells terrific" shampoo?
(But at least you can take comfort in the obvious fact that this boy is comfortable with himself!)
OUCH!
I know tone is so lost in print, but when I made that comment to the Zoobie in Macey's it was all like a kid on a mullet binge was so much worse than a kid on drugs. (Which I don't believe, of course, but I'm sure it's right up there...)
Whoever did the cut did a good job, it's fab, just fab.
P.S. At least he didn't he break your achy breaky heart? (Sorry, I know that's simply horrible, but I couldn't help it.)