My friend Hillary keeps leaving such nice comments about the boys hair. She thinks I am cutting it. It's time for me to come clean. Let the truth be known!
When I lived in Payson Utah, Hillary moved in 3 doors down. We lived in townhomes and she moved in 3 doors down, so it seemed like 1 home away! She cut hair- and occasionally we would trade. I would make her a meal and she would cut someones hair. Sometimes that was great, other times not so great. (I am remembering a "new" recipe, a pork roast with some kind of apple raisin chutney, that no-body cared for. so sorry Hill) Evenutally she started helping me to learn to cut the boys hair. (maybe that was so she would not have to eat my food any more!)
After moving to Oregon, I continued to cut the boys hair. Then we moved to Oklahoma- where I have many a family member. Not only do I have many a family member here, but also almost every single one cuts hair!
I have contemplated giving my hand another try over the summer. I am sure I am losing points in the thrifty-self-reliant category. But it is so nice to have someone else cut it.
So on Saturday, when one of my cousins called and said she could get all 3 boys in if I wanted to run up to the shop. I squealed yes- and rounded them up. I felt like a farmer trying to round them all up into the pin to get sheered.
It was time to shave off the winter and get ready for spring/summer.
Jack had such long bangs. And puffy hair. It is so course and thick that it is like one big puff. With a little tail going down his neck. He has not wanted it cut. A while back he said he wanted "baggy" hair. Whatever that is.
Ahhh- there is Jack! He said it felt better, lighter after getting it all cut.
Now Luke- He gets a peacock thing going on the top back of his hair. It just grows that way.
Then there is Tuck: His hair seems to be a mix of Jack and Luke- puffy and peacock.