Thank you always, dear friend for your thoughtful and very valued comments.

Yeah the baton twirling. Rebecca, I was so awful. I was the worst of the gang I assembled. I used to do pretend throws in the air when the rest were tossing sky high. The two Pattys were the stars, but it was my group, so I was leading. (OMG…I feel a poem coming)

Anyways. The leadership of the majorettes continued into a bit of dental hygiene time. It was then, in the DH clinic, cool, for a few months, that we all wore short hair wigs instead of pinning up our long locks.

So….I decided that would work in a parade where I was leading the majorettes. Now I thought, very bad baton skills would be made up by my very cool new hair look that appeared to me as prefect and natural looking.

Except some kid watching the parade(it was windy that day, just saying…) The kid yelled, “Look Mommy, she is wearing a wig!”
Yes, I was crushed. 🙄😃🤩😍💖