One day, Zach came home from school with a new way to express himself through his hair. It lasted for about half an hour before it met it's demise and not because I am conservative and feel that I need to keep this kid under wraps... but because he likes to lay his head on me and I didn't want his form of expression to rub off on me (get it... it's punny!).
So the mohawk, came, saw, and was conquered by mommy and a couple of shampoos.
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That child definitely looks more like mine every day.
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