Young T has the distinction of having the curliest hair in our family. After all the exclamations the ladies at church and around town have made, I think it has become part of his identity. He has been known to point out his hair in pictures.
A couple of weeks ago, I decided his mane needed to be tamed. While I like it long, it was getting out of control. After I cut it, it wasn't nearly as fun. Thankfully, the old adage about men's hair is true for his, "The difference between a bad haircut and a good one is two weeks." Now that it's had a couple of weeks to grow out, he looks like himself again.
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