We made it to 100 days of virtual school! To celebrate, my six-year-old daughter could dress like a 100-year-old woman for her 10 am Zoom meeting. The kicker, I didn’t know about the dressing-up option until 8:30 am. Time to spring into action.

8:35 am – After a quick check for possible old woman clothes, I came up with nothing. We also don’t own a grey wig. I was actually kind of surprised I didn’t find one. Not sure why, though. Who might have some suitable accessories? I’ll call my Mom.

8:45 am – After a 10 minute talk with my Mom, she hit me with a hard question.

“Do you know how to put her hair in a bun?” my Mom asked.

“What’s a bun?” I answered.

She knew this was serious. She agreed to get ready, grab some accessories and head over. I knew I had to work some magic before she got to our house in 20ish minutes.

9:00 am – The hardest job was convincing my daughter I wouldn’t mess up her transformation. Finally, she agreed.. As a new “expert” in styling girl hair, I called for her to grab a brush and I began combing out the knots. I checked the internet and found out about this so called ‘bun’.

9:10 am – Using five hair bands, I twisted my daughter’s long hair so it could stand on top of her head. The problem, it kept falling down. What to do? I’ll use those black things I’ve seen my wife use.

“They are called bobby pins, Dad,” she said.

I grabbed a handful of bobby pins and slid them through the hair I tied up and the hair on the top of her head. She had a bun.

9:20 am – With a pearl necklace in hand for her to wear, I headed downstairs to make breakfast.

9:30 am – Yogurt and fruit for all three kids. Now how to turn my daughter’s dark brown hair to white? Cover it in flour. I grabbed a container of flour, a sifter and our hair cutting cape. We headed to the garage.

I put the cape on my daughter and told her to close her eyes and mouth. I filled the sifter with flour and started sifting. Flour covered her head. I told her to shake her head back and forth. It was working. One more application and her hair was now white. Sure the garage floor was a mess, but she was starting to look 100-years-old.

9:45 am – My Mom arrived with a sweater, a scarf and an old man can my Dad got as a joke. The look was complete. She was the cutest 100-year-old ever!

9:58 am – With two minutes to spare, my daughter logged onto her meeting. She was excited to share her new 100-year-old makeover with her classmates.

10:00 am – With a smile on her face, my ‘100-year-old’ daughter celebrated a memorable 100th day of virtual school.

Another Dad Wings It mission accomplished.