The HAIRCUT

So, not being a totally conservative mommy, and given the fact that I find it hard not to give in to the things my son wants, I gave in and cut his hair. It was almost like any other haircut. It had grown out quite a bit since I had last taken the clippers to it and I knew that I was going to have to make a decision on his request soon. I figured that he wanted this "do" because his cousin Logan had been sporting it not so long ago.

Well, I gave in. I gave my son a mohawk.

I like to think of this as his 4-year-old Billy Idol period. I'm not opposed to him singing songs for a sick amount of money, although I am concerned about the kind of songs he sings and if he plans to do it in leather pants.
This is a view from the top literally minutes after I cut it (and he had a bath to get the fuzzies off) I did not realize how very blond his hair was until we shaved a bunch off.


This is how he looked after church. I'm not sure if you can see the slight black eye he is sporting here but it totally works with the image of "well-dressed-hooligan-delinquent" that we are now promoting.
The side view showing that it was spiked up for church at his request. More than one person said this hairstyle is perfect for him Insult? Compliment? You decide!