I have learned a great lesson. From this day foward, Bill is NEVER allowed to touch my clippers. I have hidden them and will only bring them out for family haircut day and then they will be returned to their secret place.
I know that Bill LOVES to relive his high school glory days, but this has gone too far-back to the Vanilla Ice days.
Let me start from the begining.
While I was in the middle of doing laundry, Bill decides he wants to give the boys a haircut. We had decided we were going to re-shave them one more time before summer is over. I didnt think it was a big deal-I mean, really, how can you mess up a buzz? Oh, you can. I know that now. Bill does Noahs hair first. He decides a cool rugby haircut would look Awesome. He tried but it didnt look quite right, so he just shaved the whole head and moved on to Tyson. So, thinking back to the Vanilla Ice days, he thinks Tyson would look so cool with stripes, yes I said stripes, on the side of his head. Seriously I dont know what goes on in his head sometimes. So as I was upstairs doing laundry, completly oblivious to the fact that Bill is making my kids look absolutely lame, Tyson comes running upstairs completly brainwashed into thinking he looked soooo cool- until I saw it and freaked out. I took over before he could stripe Calebs hair. I also had to fix Noahs hair because he completely screwed his up too.
Not cool.
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