Picture day

Picture day at school is always an exciting day. This year was Cash's first time, and I don't know if he got caught up in the excitement, or if he was just dissapointed that he didn't get a new haircut like his friends, but he came home from school and decided that he was going to give himself a new haircut. He got Scotts clippers, and cut a chunck out of the front of his hair. Then he wet his hair down and came in to show me. He just casually asked if I liked his hair. I didn't really notice, since when he wet it down, his longer hair covered his bald spot. Ya, sure, I like your hair. He kept telling me to look at it (I was starting to get a bit irritated, since I was trying to cook dinner). Finally I realized what he did. We waited until dad got home to cut it, since I wanted Scott to see Cash's hair for himself.

So Scott came home from work and shaved Cash's hair all off. Cash took one look in the mirror and burst into tears, sobbing "I'm BAAAALLLLDDDDD!" He cried for a long long long time. When we got him calmed down enough to talk, he told us he didn't want to go to school, since all the kids would laugh at him. We told him he had to go to school. Then he asked if he could have a wig. Nope, he had to go to school without a wig. Next he asked if he could wear a hat to school. Sorry, no hats at school, thats the rule. More tears. Then Scott tried to talk to him, saying that now they both had the same hair cut. Cash said he didn't want his dad's hair cut, it was ugly.

The next day, after much reassuring that it was going to be ok, we forced him to go to school, with no wig or hat. When he got home, we asked him if anyone noticed his hair. He said that kids made fun of him, calling him "baldy" and "girl lover". Poor boy.