Got the boys' hair cut yesterday. Took the stylist's advice and tried something different. Eddie ended up with a Caesar cut -- and a green spike up front. Chas got a blue Fauxhawk. It's cute now. But when they're teenagers and they want to do this crap to their hair I'll have heart failure.
Quiet New Year's Eve. Went to Delsa and Neil's gym. Boys ran around, threatening to fall into the 6-foot deep pit that was under construction. Jumped on the trampolines, (And again, when they are older and I find they spend their New Year's Eve jumping on tramps, it'll be heart failure time again.) pretended to be Percy and Thomas and just generally had a good time. Until it was time to leave. (11 p.m.) Then we screamed and cried for much of the way home. Happy New Year everyone!
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I have a much higher tolerance of fauxhawks and otherwise goofy hair than you. Admit it: You miss the little boy cut! I admire that you're willing to put gold-colored gel in their hair, but I'm just wacky enough to want to do it every day. More vertical hair is more better!
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