Sydney really, really needs her hair cut.
And so, Tuesday, I suggested to Jeff that – since it was his day off and Cost Cutters offers a discounted rate on Tuesdays – that he take her there for a trim.
And that is how we ended up going to Gordy's for dinner Wednesday. (If the photo wasn't so dark, you'd be able to see that Sydney still needs a hair cut.)
It kind of reminds me of one of AJ's book reports on which the teacher writes, "you didn't really tell me what happened in the middle."
Tuesday night, I encountered a still shaggy Sydney.
"You didn't get your hair cut," I stated the obvious.
"I know. Daddy forgot," she told me. "But Daddy's got a surprise tomorrow. We're going to Gordy's!"
And when you're four, that totally makes everything okay.
"That doesn't sound like much of a surprise, if you already know about it." I told her. "Did he say we're doing that for dinner?"
"Uh huh." The all-knowing child proudly nodded her head.
That was enough to get AJ excited. He'd been listening in.
Later that evening, I mentioned to Jeff what Sydney had told us. Hmmmm. Now the surprise was on him. His version of the story was that he'd forgotten to take Sydney for a haircut, and so had told her they'd do it Wednesday and then go (just the two of them) to Gordy's for lunch.
But of course that plan was now out the window.
Which explains why we were among the masses packed in to Gordy's on it's second night of the season.
And somehow, apparently, that's also why Sydney didn't get her hair cut Wednesday or Thursday, and why today - Friday - her bangs are longer than ever. If anyone can explain the missing part in the middle of that story, please let me know.
At least I got a cheeseburger out of the deal.
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