In the car on the way home from school a few weeks ago, Piper sat next to my sister detailing the school’s dress code. There are no uniforms, but there is a dress code.
“Soo, we can’t wear open-toed shoes annd …. what else? Oh, yeah. We can’t wear tops with noodle straps.”
What? No fusilli straps? That’s a rip-off, man.