Holy Hair!

We've had quite a "hair-raising" week this week. (Pun completely intended.)

First, Tyrel has decided to sport a chicken-style mohawk. Every time he shaves his head he talks about it, but always shaves it off before the night is over. Well, this time it stayed. To my dismay, some tard at his job told him it is "awesome" and so now it is here to stay.

If that isn't bad enough, he convinced the boys that they wanted their hair like his. This backfired though. Keenan, so sure that he wanted hair like his dad's, got his cut into a mohawk. Unfortunately, his excitement only lasted until he actually saw himself in the mirror. At that point, he immediately burst into tears and sobbed, "I don't want it! Take it off!" So, we shaved his whole head. He was slightly more tolerant of this new look, but still a bit sensitive about being bald. Although we tell him how cool it looks (and so should any of you who see him) he really looks like a leukemia patient . . . or a little like the albino from "The Davinci Code."

Draiman also got a hair cut, but I am the only one sad about it. He is not bald, nor does he have a mohawk. But . . . I love, love, love his long surfer hair and I had just gotten it exactly how I like it. Unfortunately, with the warmer weather he was always complaining about being hot and his hair was constantly matted with sweat so I cut it short. I don't even get sad when I get my own hair cut off, but it was really hard watching his locks fall to the ground.

I'll post pictures of the new looks for all to view later.