Let me tell you why. He gets his hair cut surrounded by oohing and aahing grandpas and grandmas (five in total!) who all saved snippets of his golden hair to treasure and to mail to distant relatives. I don't know about you, but the last time I got my hair cut, it was a semi-hack job in front of the bathroom mirror. Not that I'm asking anyone to come and applaud, mind you*. I'm just saying.
*For the record, my next haircut is coming up in about 3 weeks. If you would like a lock of my hair, please send a self-addressed-stamped-envelope and I will attend to the matter in a timely fashion.
A visit home to Washburn Wisconsin
6 days ago