We did it. We shaved his head. Not because gum or silly putty stuck tight. Not because military school was our next step (at least not yet). He just kept asking.
So we did it.
It is one of those things. When you allow your child to do something they want to do, even if you would choose differently. Even if you love their curls.
While the clippers buzzed I pulled for a Mohawk. (Like a Shaun Groves kind-of-look. Not the thuggish-in-need-of-a-good-whippin' kind-of-look.) But in spite of my excitement and gel promises, my boy rejected the idea.
So here he is. The before...
And the after...
How about you? What have you allowed your kids to do while biting your tongue?