January 06, 2007

Fluffy Coconut Head

Nearly every grandmother I know, and I know A LOT of grandmothers, has now said to me, “Don’t you cut that boys hair!” or something along those lines.


Makes me wonder if they are looking in retrospect at the battles they picked and realized hair wasn’t the worst battle they fought, so don’t bother.

Really? Bones can have long hair, just not crazy like it is now. I have taken to calling him, “Fluffy”. His hair is big and fluffy. And if it’s not Fluffy, his other nickname has become Coconut Head. His hair, if not fluffy, sticks to his head like a helmet.

I think the solution is… and we’ll see how this plays out… for me to find a lot of longish hair styles for men/boys in a book, and letting him pick which he likes best. That way he has some control, because with Bones it’s all about control, but I’m still at the helm. The hope is he won’t realize I’m still at the helm.

Of course there will be high probability of his saying to me, “I don’t like any of these! I don’t want a haircut!” which will result in a response elicited from me, “Pick one OR *I* pick one. YOUR choice.”

Posted by Boudicca at January 6, 2007 11:00 PM | TrackBack

You know how short I keep my hair cropped? Yeah... been since July.

It's getting there, too. I'm on Bones' side on this one.


Posted by: That 1 Guy at January 6, 2007 11:18 PM

Ha! Men! I'm on Bou's side!

Possibly you may want to instill in his head that if he doesn't get a haircut... lots of people who see the pictures will be asking about the little girl in the picture with Mr.T and Ringo... I'm just sayin'...

Posted by: Teresa at January 7, 2007 12:27 AM

If it works, let me know... I have one that is similar.

Posted by: vw bug at January 7, 2007 07:39 AM

About the middle of last year (2006) my youngest, who was 11 at the time, decided he wouldn't get his hair cut. He was quite stubborn about it and wouldn't even get it tidied up. I was OK with it being longer as long as it was tidy. He finally said to me "I'll only get it cut if I can have a mohawk!"

Well, I figured, "Why not?" I took him to the barber and we all decided he would have #1 all over, except a strip down the top of #3. The barber was 1/2 way through and my young fellow decided he would have #1 all over after all.

But could I leave it at that? Nooo! I had to say "Hey, Matt... Let him finish the mohawk and then decide. We can always buzz the mohawk away, but have a look first!"

Here's a lesson. Learn to shut your mouth, mom! (that's me talking to me!) The barber finished the mohawk and Matt decided he liked it after all! Boy, was he the centre of attention at school... and anywhere else we went!

It was fun for a couple of weeks, and then Matt decided to buzz it all back down. Now, he's happy to keep his hair at a fairly normal length and have it trimmed regularly.

Posted by: Karen in Australia at January 7, 2007 05:17 PM

One of my best friends (a chick) used to call me cabbage head. My hair was very curly and when I was about 17 or so I let it get extremly long. Looked like Slash before he was Slash.

I prefer the way it is now. Give him a buzz. :)

Posted by: Richard at January 8, 2007 03:40 PM

My sister handled her boy's hair as follows: he could have it any way he wanted as long as it was clean.

He kept it long until some time after high school. Eventually he got tired of being mistaken for a girl/hippie/druggie/homosexual and chose a more conservative style.

Posted by: Harvey at January 9, 2007 08:12 AM