Andy gave Keandre a much-needed haircut on Saturday night. Keandre requested something special. A mohawk. It's a little crooked, but really, does a mohawk need to be perfect?
Early yesterday morning, when Keandre came into our room:
Kiara: "Keandre! Did you look at your hair this morning?!"
Keandre: "Yes, I have a mohog!"
Kiara: "What do you think of it?"
Keandre: "I'm going to take it to church with me!"
LOVE this kiddo. He's got the right idea! Our church has a wonderful mix of families who dress up for church, and those who are respectful in their dress, but quite relaxed about it.
Hair is just hair. We'll keep it for a few days, then shave it off and start fresh. But I have a feeling he'll be asking for one every time we cut his hair from now on!
Later, out in the wind, "What if my mohawk blows away?!?" (Yes, he did eventually figure out it's a mo-HAWK and not mo-hog. Bummer. ;)
ps- All these poor quality pictures are because our camera disappeared a couple weeks ago. I miss it SO much!