The kids got haircuts the other day. The Diva's isn't particularly noticeable. Just a trim of the bangs and any ends that needed getting rid of. But the boys...that's a different story.
The Boss wanted his cut very short so it looks {almost} like he's joined the Army. The Little Prince, due to his light blond hair, looks like he DID. He was very insistent that he wanted it as short as the Boss's and since I wasn't in the mood to argue, it would look nice, and, hey, it'll grow back anyway, agreed. I asked why he was so insistent and he said he didn't want A to brush it. (A is our maid/nanny who gets them ready in the morning...and love coming his hair, btw.)
Well, no one's combing his hair these days...but I warned him that we'd be rubbing his head frequently. He makes sure we don't forget. {"Here, Mom, rub my head!" as he sticks his head at me.}
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