Max is quite persuasive when there’s something he cares about.
One of those things lately is his hair. Yes, his hair.
It’s like he’s Samson with all his strength wrapped up in that stuff on his head.
A couple weeks ago we ran on some errands I told him it was time to go get it cut when we got home.
It’s not that I don’t believe in boys having longer hair (I kinda like it sometimes), but it was just huge. And poofy.
But by the time we were done he showed me this on facebook:
I gave in and gave him one more week.
Then that mass of lusciousness got hacked off.
But don’t worry girls, that stuff grows like a weed so the fluff will be back soon enough 🙂
p.s. I forgot to mention yesterday that this sweet girl is doing “A Mother’s Book of Secrets” give-away over here that is closing tonight…