Okay, okay, I’ll admit I’m sometimes a judgy-mom when it comes to other people’s children’s haircuts (did’ja follow that?). I admit to wondering why anyone would CHOOSE to let their son (or daughter, I suppose) look like a mini-thug with a mohawk or dreds or what-have-you. On the other hand, I do know that some battles aren’t worth fighting, and that hair grows back. And, I gotta admit, some of the boys’ friends look dang cute with their mohaws and faux-hawks and Bieber-type haircuts.<\/p>\n
Bryan has thick, course hair that would be rather curly (I think) if he let it get longer. Jacob has wonderfully thick, soft, gorgeous brown hair. Caleb has beautiful, dark brown hair that’s very fine in texture, but he likes it short so it stays manageable. Sam, unfortunately, seems to have inherited my hair. It’s blonde, like mine was as a child, and very wispy, and until recently, he really hasn’t had much of it. Note that I said, “until recently.” Bryan used to tease me that on Sam’s first birthday, we’d go get his first haircut. “NO!” I would cry. “It’s just started growing in; he doesn’t have enough to cut; he’s still too little for a haircut!” I would argue. But, well, after Jacob did this to Sam’s hair (playing), I really couldn’t argue against a haircut anymore.<\/p>\n
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