Then Boscoe got highlights. Oh, I remember that day.....ummm ok, I'm back on track. Well, his hair was so long last summer that his nickname at dirtbike camp was "Hippie". We've asked several times to have his hair cut shorter, and Grandma and Grandpa "encouraged" him greatly to cut his hair. In the end I think it was a combination of heat, sweaty hair, and "encouragement" that finally did it.
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
From hippie to preppie
We have been patiently - so very patiently - waiting for our oldest son to get his hair cut. When he was younger I would always have his hair cut short, blah, blah, blah - pretty much like every other parent out there. Then something happened in 5th grade. I don't know if we were too busy or he decided on his own, but his hair started to grow and grow and grow. It looked so different on him that people at church didn't even recognize him. He seemed to like his hair long (well, what we consider long) and it looked good on him when he styled it.