Long as God Can Grow It

Ryan has decided that he wants to sport longer hair. And honestly I'm fine with that! As parents we have to choose our battles, and this is one that I don't mind losing. I'd rather he feel like he's expressing himself with hair that is easily changed than to someday feel like he needs to express himself with tattoos or piercings. That said, we (especially Kevin) do want his hair to be neat in its length. God has blessed him with luxuriously thick hair that requires some thinning to keep it lying nicely. It seems that the cheap haircuttery types of places don't employ people who know how to manage length and thickness in a way that looks good. So now he goes to see Vicki, the girl who cuts my hair. She is outstanding, and really relates well with him. He feels happy with his cut, and so does Kevin. It may cost a few dollars more, but it is so worth it. Although he is still aghast that he goes to a "salon and day spa!"