So a very long time ago . . . obviously before I actually had a child, I made a really dumb comment. I said that I would pick my battles and that I would never battle with my kids over their hair. About a year ago, Ford starting wanting to shave that sweet little head of his . . . dreams of baseball players or Army officers, who knows? I was adamant. No way was my sweet baby cutting all his hair off. No WAY! During spring break, Brent reminded me of the time I said I would NEVER (remind me, never say never!) battle with my kids over their hair choices. So . . . . Saturday, Brent took Ford for the big cut. He loves it and so do I -- although, I long for his sweet little boy hair! I realized this morning when I said "Go brush your teeth and hair" that we have eliminated a morning check mark -- he no longer has to brush his hair!!!
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