polly want a mullet?

see this kid?

love him.

yeah, yeah.  forget about yesterday and the fat thing.  he's too smart for his own good.

and too cute for my own good.

i'm completely smitten with this boy.  his smile.  his eyes.  his beautiful curly locks.

he grew his hair out because he knew how much his mommy loved it.  he's pretty much perfect like that.

my husband, the aviator, used to be like him.

once upon a lifetime, before the coast guard, before he was an aviator, before poor decisions made him shave it.... the aviator had fantastic hair.  i loved it.  i envied it.

but the military says that's not okay.

and i like his paychecks.  and benefits.  so we listen.

and i live out the dream through little c.

until picture day.  that's what you see above.  we'll get into that some other time.

the aviator put a time limit on little c's hair.  june 1st, it's coming off.

there were tears.  many many tears.  and little c might have cried too.  i don't know.  who can worry about him when i have to deal with his hair coming off?  seriously, folks.

and so a deal was struck.  little c would let the aviator shave his head, but only after he shaved the aviator's head.  4 year olds aren't very smart.  the aviator's head was already shaved.

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see?  the aviator is laughing at little c's revenge.  don't worry, i donkey punched him later.  the aviator, not little c.

this part continued for roughly 30 minutes.  the outcome is similar to the starting point.

ugly.

not really.

then it was little c's turn.  and we know the aviator isn't really a grown up.

so he jackassed him.  and little c still smiled.

until he realized what had been done.

the end.



just kidding.  i made him finish the job.

because no matter how much i want to do it, i can't let my kid rock the mullet.

even if i reaaaaaaalllllllly want to.

just for fun.

just for a day.

half a day.

one outing.

it just ain't right.  even here.

not ever.

thank you very much.

you've done the right thing.

fear the mullet.

-dimply stacy