Well, for dad's birthday, we decided to get both you and him haircuts.....err, MATCHING haircuts. You both got faux-hawks. Yours looks a little better than dad's, but then again, you can't compete with perfection. After getting your haircut, we all went to glamma's house for birthday BBQ and cake (and beer). Of course you didn't have any of the beer, but you enjoyed the BBQ and ESPECIALLY the cake (you really do take after your dad...except for the beard). You and dad are getting your fair share of looks w/ your look-a-like hairdos, but rock stars do command attention, so you can't blame 'em.
We were a little hesitant to cut your hair at first because if you want a mohawk (or hair dye or bleach, etc) we're OK w/ it, but we didn't want to project our rocker fashion upon you unless you wanted it. But, after a (very short) discussion, we decided that you didn't know best yet. You can do with your hair as you please once you're old enough, but for now we're OK w/ subjecting you to public ridicule. What doesn't kill you makes you stronger. And, the fact that you no longer have a mullet is pretty cool too!
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