Haircuts

Yesterday Will and I went to Kristy for haircuts.  Normally, I cut Will's hair with the clippers.  At least, that is on the rare occasion when he lets me.  His has grown his hair out for a long time now until he looks like a shag.  I feel bad for him, because he wants his hair long, but he doesn't have the right kind of hair for that.  It just doesn't look good on him.

Anyways, I took him to Kristy, because she can actually cut and STYLE hair, whereas I just buzz it.

I should have just saved my money.  He hates his haircut.  He says it is too short and will stick up in the back.

The bottom line problem is that he doesn't actually DO his hair in the mornings, so the rooster tail inevitably pokes up and drives him crazy.  All he really needs to do is dunk his head in the sink in the morning and run some hair product through it with his fingers.  That's it.  But, apparently, even that is just too much hassle for him.  Heavy sigh.

The truth, though, is that he looks incredible with his hair freshly cut and styled!  He looks older, too.  I know I am biased since I am his mother, but I really think he looks good enough to be a model!