Tiny Lightning Rods

Today, in honor of Dr. Seuss' birthday, the elementary school kids were supposed to dress up as their favorite Dr. Seuss character.

Neither of mine were interested. Liam flat out refused, but I finally convinced Amelia that she'd make a convincing Cindy Lou Who.

A couple of pipe cleaners and elastics later, she headed off to school.

(This is how she insists on smiling for pictures lately.)

And about an hour after she left, I realized I'd sent her off with two metal wires protruding from the top of her head on a day when we're supposed to be battered by super-cell thunderstorms.

I put tiny little lightning rods on her head. And sent her off into a thunderstorm.

Worst mother ever.