I did it. I finally capitulated to pressure and got Jack's hair trimmed. My family has been bugging me for weeks now that Jack's bangs were finally starting to obscure his vision, and mom and dad threatened to buy him bows to hold it back. It's bad enough that people always confuse him for a girl, poor kid. So, I was getting my my hair cut by a friend at her house, and I asked her to take care of Jack's bangs and out-of-control sideburns. I'm still a little sad, but everyone else is happy with me. Hair or no hair, he's still stinkin' cute, so I'll take it.
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