Mad Mullets and Moody Mohawks

In this short post, before I get into more of the goings on around here, I pose a question....

Why, as a parent, is it so much fun to **(harmlessly!)** torture your children?

Why? It's because you are the parent and are obligated too, otherwise what will they have to complain to their therapists about.

So in the sport of good parenting we decided, after both boys came home within a week of each other having scissored into their own hair at school, that it was time to chop the mops. But before we shaved it all off we decided to have a little fun, and give them a few fine choices in hairstyles. And as you can clearly see, they enjoyed it at least as much as we did, and thought their parents are the funniest people ever. We couldn't agree more!

Spencer sporting a striking mullet (no need for a scarf this winter)

Mason modeling his masterful mohawk (Rock on!)

We did try and convince them to keep the hairstyles for a few days, Spencer wasn't having anything to do with that, and Mason did keep the mohawk for soccer but found it difficult to head the ball, so we shaved it off that afternoon. But lucky for them these locks of love will live on forever in pictures.