Mohawk

It was about time to give Josh a haircut last night. Josh and I decided to give him a mohawk and surprise mom. He didn't realize that meant cutting the sides down really short. We were laughing the whole time and he wanted to keep looking in the mirror. I told him that I would fix it afterwards and he wondered how I was going to put the hair back on. I, of course, was talking about taking the rest off. I think that Josh looks great with short hair, but he kind of likes to have a little up their still. Now he wants to keep the mohawk so he will have some hair and not a buzz cut. I'll be shaving it off soon. I think he wants to show his friend next door. I had a mohawk once. I bet my class when I taught middle school that they couldn't raise $1,500 for the red cross after 9/11. One kid brought in a check for $500 and the rest trickled in. Therefore, I sported a mohawk. It was fairly awful on me. I don't know what is wrong with my hair, but I couldn't get it to stay up. It basically looked like a dead ferret on my head. yuck. I didn't keep it very long.