A New Hair-a

He finally consented to a haircut and chose this style himself. Actually, he picked out a mohawk dyed red and green, and this was his second choice. At first he refused to get into the chair, but after some cajoling and reminding him that if he wanted spiky hair, he had to get his hair cut by a professional, he relented. We read a Magic Schoolbus book while the scissors flew around his head. I nearly cried. I think Mr. Burli did, too, this evening. But the boy seems pleased.