Hubby's Hair

Normally, I cut Hubby's hair every other week. Sometimes it gets a little long and when it does, Hubby gets creative. This is what happens when you let Hubby choose his own haircut.

Stage 1: I want a mohawk.


Me: Okay.
*Rolls eyes, makes crooked so he can't keep it*


Stage 2: I want fake cornrows.

(Have you SEEN those blue eyes? Could you say no to those? Heaven help me if our children end up with those. I'll never be able to say no.)


Me: Okay

*Makes crooked again*

In the end, I did finish shaving his hair off. Next time I don't want to cut his hair before it gets too long, remind me of these pictures and I will hustle to do it.

Covered in hair,

FFR