I took my three little men for haircuts last night. When we got there Wyatt and Hunter decided that they wanted to choose their own style. I had to hold my opinions and let them finally make their own choice. I have noticed that they are getting older and I need to let them make decisions for themselves. It was not easy for me to do. Well as you can see it is not my style but they wear it well. They were so excited to get their hair done this morning that they even fought over the mirror. It was really funny. I should just be glad its not a dark purple Mohawk like their dad once wore. I should be grateful actually. I'm sure that will come someday, and I will keep an open mind when that day comes.
