Or that we would let it grow to this:
But, apparently, some of our friends and family have grown, um, concerned about Drew's chullet--you know, a child's mullet.
It's business in the front:
And a party in the back:
Uncle Jay put the extra hair in a pony tail recently. Aunt Kelly and Marty conspired to take him for a haircut without my approval. To hear them talk, you'd think we're just an inch of blond hair away from being featured HERE.
The first- time mommy in me is fighting the first haircut every snip of the way. I just can't bear the thought of cutting off those blond wisps of baby hair. Mentally, I had set the deadline for June, when they turn two. I had this whole mommy-dream going on about how I would take them both on their second birthday for their first haircuts at one of those places with cute airplane and pony chairs.
Because, of course, their hair would grow at equal rates. Because, of course, waiting until two wouldn't seem like I was rushing them out of the baby stage. Because, of course, I'd be emotionally ready by then...
But the pressure is getting intense. The chullet is taking on a life of its own.
We have family pictures coming up and a part of me says we should chop the chullet before the pictures. Marty's threatening no pictures unless we cut Drew's hair first (this coming from a man who had a mullet when he was old enough to know better).
Part of me says we should leave Drew's hair like it is for the pictures because it is so much a part of his look at this stage of his toddlerhood.
So what do you think? Chop the chullet or comb it and let it keep growing?