You see, Friday was "cultural awareness" or something at his school.
On Thursday night, Thaddeus asked me, "Mom, what's my CULTURE?"
I said, "American."
To which he said, "Oh. You mean like a cowboy?"
I promptly agreed, "Yes, like an AMERICAN cowboy."
Thaddeus then proceeded to go into planning mode because he was going to be the best American cowboy ever! I dismissed his ideas because never in a million years did I consider that he was actually supposed to wear a costume to school. I mean, if you're not allowed to wear a costume on Halloween, why would you be allowed to wear one on Friday?
Of course, this was completely MY misunderstanding because Friday morning rolled around and Thaddeus took a flier out of his backpack encouraging students to wear CULTURALLY APPROPRIATE costumes.
I went into emergency costume mode and stitched up that vest real quick.
Then we hurried to the dollar store for a cowboy hat, because a certain someone couldn't be a proper cowboy without a hat... Unfortunately, the dollar store only had sombrero's, so we headed over to where I was SURE we could find a hat.... Party City.
Now, during Halloween season, cowboy hats can be purchased for ONE dollar.
However, it is not Halloween season.
And cowboy hats were $6.99.
And we had to get four because heaven forbid only one somebody get one something.
Four cowboy hats later, we moseyed on in to the school.
When the secretary asked why we were late, I said because we had to find a cowboy hat.
She started laughing.
When Thaddeus got home from school, I asked him what the other kids were wearing. After all, he goes to school with children from from Russia, Jamaica, Africa, Korea, and Mexico... and those are just the kids in his class.
He was the only one that wore a costume.
"I was the most Amercanist one there!"
And quite possibly the cutest one too.
