Owen and I were running late this morning, so I didn’t get a shower before I dropped him off for school. Since my hair was a fright, I threw on a baseball hat before we left, because I knew I’d have to walk Owen into school. Still, after a year and a half, he has not embraced the valet service.
On the drive to school, Owen informed me that I was wearing a boy’s hat, and asked me why. I told him that my hair was messy and since I knew I’d have to walk him in, I put on the hat so no one would see my yucky hair.
Lo and behold, Owen informed me he’d walk in with his teacher today. I could stay in the car and drive off like every other mom has done for the past 14 school months. Since I had some extra time on my hands, I got to thinking … was he embarrassed by my boy’s hat, or is he a little Gandhi-in-the-making?
He was not very kind to me this morning when I told him he couldn’t wear his Omnitrix to school, so I wonder if he was making up for that. I’d like to think so, because a self-sacrificing five-year-old is a human anomaly, but it would just be one more way Owen’s a super kid.
More than likely, he was just embarrassed for his friends to see his mommy in a boy’s hat. But let me live out my Gandhi fantasy, OK?
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