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Prince Charming strikes again

The school my two youngest children attend does not require uniforms. This is a policy I am totally okay with. I know, I know, there are certain pros for school uniforms but I am one of those moms who would rather not deal with school uniforms. I’d much rather fight the good fight over name brands versus Tar-jay chic with my circus act. It’s one of the ways I find joy here under the Big Top. It can’t be all about laundry.

So in spite of no required uniforms, our school does have a rather strict dress code policy which includes no hats except the school hat. As a rule, the staff and faculty does indeed strictly enforce the dress code policy. I know this is true because I have had to come to school bearing an acceptable change of clothing on a couple of occasions when two of my older clowns tested said policy. Who knew when they (and Mom) said no short-shorts they meant no short-shorts. They have also been forced to wear the school’s provided alternative when they had tested the policy again. They couldn’t have meant no mini skirts, could they? Mommy~Dearest only gives one strike for breaking school rules that are clearly known. One day of wearing the school’s provided acceptable alternative proved to be enough to make the policy clear in their pretty little heads because they are smart little clowns who understand that “ignorance” of the rules is no excuse.

But it seems that my youngest clown is granted a little more grace because I have learned that he has been proudly wearing this hat on campus.

The teachers and staff have all gushed over how cute he looks and what a little gentleman he is because he takes it off in the classroom and tucks it away neatly into his backpack. Um, I think he is just trying to keep this fashion choice of his a secret from his mommy.

Yes, he is cute. Smart too. But I think he is a little too charming for his own good. It’s amazing how easily the strictest teacher, principal or yard duty is disarmed by that dimply smile and a hug.