NoHAWK

I almost cried when I saw little Stevie's new haircut. "How did it happen?", I asked myself. This is how a mom's worst nightmare started....

Hubby and I both agree the kid needs a hair cut. I don't know how we ended up agreeing on a "mohawk". I thought it was just a joke so I played along with it. He thought I gave it my seal of approval. So he took him to the barbershop, while I went and ran some errands. We met in the car a little later and I got the surprise of my life when my boy took his hat off.

I felt sorry for the kid. I joked that he looked like a giant acne about ready to pop. nah, of course not. He's still muy guapito. He's my boy afterall.

At home, we decided to fix the goof off. I took the electric trimmer and shaved the rest of his hair off (except very little on top). His hair looks a little better now. And we learned our lessons. NOHAWK for a MOHAWK.