Thursday, November 10, 2011

Shears

Dear Malcolm,

I really loved your long hair, but you were getting referred to as a girl more often than not.  Your preschool teachers where giving me disapproving looks when discussing your hair and even Daddy was getting a little frustrated by my refusal to have it cut.  So I gave in.  I probably should have taken you to a professional instead of giving you the toddler "mom cut."  I'm sure everyone that sees you will know it's a home job.  I promise to get you a real haircut when your old enough to get made fun of for having your mommy give you lopsided bangs. I'm so happy we both only cried a little.  Next time, please hold still so I don't have visions of turning you into a little Van Gogh.

Love,
Mommy

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