And went....poor O was terrified of the clippers. He refused to let us get close to him with them and only wanted us to cut with the scissors. I explained to him that he couldn't have his mohawk and he didn't care....there would be absolutely no clippers being used near him.
So when we were done, MeeMaw spiked his hair a bit....and he was ecstatic....telling everyone he got a mohawk! He was like a kid in the candy store!
|O's version of a mohawk|
So while O is happy with his make shift mohawk...I'm upset it's not a real mohawk....and also wondering why in the world am I upset that my kid chose not to get a mohawk? Seriously, I think I'm going crazy! ; )