Really I should post a picture but that would require getting dressed to take one. Yesterday I got my haircut. My favorite part of this is having my hair straightened. Calvin does not like this, he never has. When I walked into my friends to pick him up his first words were, "I don't like your hair." Usually he is not that rude. Without fail, he tells me every-time he wants my hair to stay curly.
But the funniest part was on the way to the car.
Calvin- "I just don't like it straight"
Ollie- "I like it! Want to eat it"
Calvin: "You can't eat mommy's hair or then she will look like Daddy!"