I had had it.
I buzzed both of them and haven't looked back. There is no hair brushing and their hair always looks good. The only downside is the frequency I have to drag them to get their hair cut. Luckily, my kids are super nerds, and the draw of the library right next door, is enough to motivate them.
It's been about a month and they are both due. I asked Big E if he wanted to get his haircut.
MOM. I WANT COOL BOY HAIR. YOU KNOW, IT FALLS ACROSS YOUR HEAD LIKE THIS.
I took a deep breath and quickly walked out of the room so I could panic.
I'm pretty sure Big E just asked me for Georgia Hair. My child. Thick with Florida roots wants Georgia Hair.
What is this Georgia Hair, you may ask?
Some call it the Southern Swoop. I call it Georgia Hair. Mostly because I'd never seen anything like it until I moved to Atlanta in 1999. Yes, you have the Coca-Cola Headquarters and CNN, but do you have barber shops here?
I have admittedly mocked this style. There was none of this in Florida. Mostly because it is too hot to wear a petticoat on your forehead.
And now my first born was expressing himself to me in a way that he has never shown any interest. Do I agree to let him grow his hair out? Do I shave it off in his sleep?
I'm still undecided. My plan is to take them after school today. I'll be there cheering on the clippers with a fistful of PEZ.