Aiden has been growing his hair out. I don’t mind because I love his strawberry blonde hair. I love it with a little length. I love how thick it is. I think it’s absolutely wonderful and unique and so very Aiden.
Several weeks ago I made an appointment with our favorite hairstylist, Jenna, to cut Ches and the boys’ hair. Aiden refused the cut. I said, “That’s fine. You can either just trim it, or let it go as long as you want.” He opted to let it go.
A couple of weeks later Aiden admitted to me that he was growing his hair out because he wanted to see how long it would take before I freaked out. I laughed and said, “It’s just hair. I don’t care. You can grow it to your ankles and I’m not going to care. You can do whatever you want with your hair.”
He looked a little troubled for a minute, then quietly asked, “Then can I get a haircut?”
