haircut

he came home from school today and his hair had grown three inches. No, I kid you not ....I sent the boy out the door with normal looking hair and he returned with a shaggy, poofed out hairdo. (so perhaps I noticed last week that he needed a hair cut, and of course I intended to call Erica to schedule an appointment, and of course I remembered, at 1am a few nights (figured she wouldn't like a call at that time) so I guess I shouldn't be so surprised that his hair looked like a lab experiment gone bad.) Knowing that the wait until I could get him to Erica would be painful for him and me, the poor kid sweats, below zero temps and he has water dripping from his hair. So I called Linda, who trudged through the snow with her hair clipper to fix Anthony's hair. No really she did trudge through the snow, I have the puddles in my kitchen to prove it. Well I did have puddles until the girls decided to play in them and soak their socks and pj's. Which required a wardrobe change, but I digress we are talking haircuts here, not wardrobes. He was fine with this venture until Linda asked if he wanted both ears cut off or just one....I suggested we keep the right, he tends to favor that one. His face was priceless, thinking he will soon catch on to our particular brand of humor. You will notice there is no after pic, he disappeared quite quickly to shower...he didn't appreciate the itchy hair. I can assure you he looked wonderful, thanks Linda you saved the day!