I cut his summer shaggy hair the night before and picked out his outfit. I talked to him face to face about wearing his new sneakers. In preschool you can’t go outside and play without wearing sneakers. He refused–flipflops was his choice even though there was a fall crisp in the air. Okay I thought. I’ll let his teacher deal with that issue as I packed his sneakers in his backpack. He marched right into his class, scanned the room and then he nods and tells me that Stella use to go there. He then races over to the toy section and pulls out all trucks and cars. His vroom-vrooms caught the attention of all the other little boys in his class and they joined in his fun. And that was the perfect time for me to slip out.