K had been sporting a shaggy do. He looked like Ringo or someone. I was experimenting with longer locks on him.
He was starting to look all right, much better than early winter when he just looked neglected.
In order to achieve the look I was aiming for, he would have to keep growing layers out in the summer.
He would be sweaty and icky, because we all get really dirty in the summer. So I knew that I would never get to see what I was trying to do come to fruition. And plus, I have a thing for little boys and crew cuts with popsicle dripping all down their faces in the summer.
I only intended to snip the part above his ears. He moved, and it just went at an upward angle.
So, what could I do but buzz the whole lot off? And now I have a new boy. And Grandma will be happy.
She liked her boy clipped short.
I loved his bedraggled unkemptness. I'll try again next year.
Oh, and I did make it to yoga on time.
And you know what?
The yoga teacher was late!-K