As I sit here in my Max costume – which really is pajamas and a crown, I’m thinking – only in education can a grown man get away with wearing this to work. Again, I’m wearing zip up pajamas and a crown. A crown with fake fur atop my head. I will march around the school and gnash my teeth. I will read one of my favorite classics, Where the Wild Things Are to a kindergarten class and hope they realize I’ve dressed as Max. I will be wild. I will be king of all things wild. There will be a rumpus. My dinner will be waiting for me when I get home (after I make it) and it will be hot.