chop!

the boy has been hassling me for a haircut for a while now. while in theory i believe that he should be able to make his own decisions about these things, in practice i felt really reluctant about getting him an appointment for the big chop.

and my reasons were completely selfish. i love the way jay looks with longer hair. i love how blonde it goes in the sun. i love how he totally looks like an indie hipster when he pushes across his face to keep it out of his eyes and i love the scruffy beach-kid vibe his longer hair has. see, all about me and what i love. so today i gave in to the will of a 7 year old who has the right to choose how to wear his hair. he chose what he wanted from one of the stylists books, communicated his vision to her and and while i still prefer scruffy messy mop-haired cuts, it turned out pretty damn good.