We were arguing, daddy and I, about my instructions. I said that he should ask the person cutting Everett's hair to "keep the curls but just make it shorter all over." Jonathan thought that wasn't necessarily possible and wanted a backup plan. What? Just cut it shorter, I thought, but no buzzcuts please!
Everett came back and he had his curls, all right. His bangs were barely touched - those bangs that always get in his face so the poor boy has to push them aside. Those bangs were long and curly. He also had a little bit of a point in the very back; the curls at the base of his neck had also been preserved.
He looked, I thought, like a 40-year-old woman. Or an angry rock star. A bass player, I think. Others say it's cute. What do you think?
everett, before and after the Haircut