Soul of wit, right?Posted: December 9, 2012
Apologies for my brevity (though a bit of it might have served to make our pal Polonius a tad more witty), but it’s been a fun weekend–with visitors and couch-bound parties that shall be described in detail after I have slept.
But briefly, Das Big Boy got a haircut this weekend against his mother’s wishes. What can I say? I love the 70s toddler aesthetic and hate gender roles. I also have an incredibly obnoxious desire to have my kiddo not look like a “typical suburban little boy,” whatever that means. (Apologies sorry for being such an a-hole). Presented below is the haircut. I don’t hate it. The back and sides maintain some shag. But my biggest fear– nerd bangs–was realized. I gave Herr Husband specific instructions about nerd bangs: “Tell her I want them long, textured, and choppy,” I insisted. I sent him with a photo and told him to tell her that I was crazy and on bedrest and he was sorry for being so pushy but he’d promised me he’d say it. Herr Husband was a champ and actually honored my requests.
Somehow, like all little boys, Das Big Boy still wound up with nerd bangs. Please don’t tell him I said he has them, because I don’t want to be a mean mom. And I still think he’s the most adorable thing ever.
Also, if this is the best you’ve looked in six weeks, you probably shouldn’t critique about anyone else’s look: