Oops, my bad. Sorry little man.

Sean got gum in his hair at the mall.

And yes, I was chewing gum before Ryan found it in his head.

And yes, it was no longer in my mouth after it was found mushed into the child's hair.

But I remember throwing it out while waiting for the elevator in Macy's. I really, really do.

So we made a stop at Linens and Things to buy a pair of scissors and I removed the sticky mess.

I suppose it is better to believe that it was my gum than the alternative.