Last week, Marek insisted on wearing a ninja bandana instead of a baseball cap to T-ball. Of course, I said yes, because who doesn't want to be a T-ball ninja?
Come on — fer reals — we all do, but somewhere along the way we're told that something like that is inappropriate. I hate that about us. I love that children just do whatever they want to.
I also love that if he did get a second glance from somebody, all they said was "Aw, cute."
At what age does cute turn into weird? Cuz I hate that age. I want Marek to do his thing for as long as he can, so I say yes to T-ball ninja outfits, stripes and plaid, and kriss-kross pants. I don't care what anybody says, and neither should he.
Enjoy your kid freedom, Marek! T-ball ninjas rule!