It happened again. Jameson needed a haircut, and Kevin took it upon himself to give him a mo-hawk. I don’t even think I have a picture this time, because he really didn’t want to cooperate. I was going to take pictures when we got home from church (yes church), but by the time we got home, the mo-hawk was pretty fallen over. But, we did get ready for church and got there late. So that meant we got to walk in with everyone already looking at us. Kevin was a few steps behind Jameson and me. As we walked in, I sat right down with Jameson, but Kevin heard all the chuckles. We like to bring a little excitement to our meetings. I had several people tell me they almost pulled their phones out to take a picture, but then remembered we were in Sacrament meeting and taking a picture is not appropriate. (The first hour of our church meeting is called Sacrament meeting. To learn more, check here.) I know before we left church for the day, he did have one picture taken.

The aftermath of the mo-hawk is a not so stylish haircut. I’m not going to sit and style it everyday and fight with Jameson. Kevin didn’t get around to cutting it Sunday night, so Monday I had a boy with a very redneck haircut. I had to go to the store, though, so I tried to tell Jameson he needed a beanie to keep his head warm. Didn’t work.

Valentine’s Day arrived, and Jamo helped his Dad with a surprise. (Notice the hair?)

Aren’t they beautiful? I’ll have you all know, he walked from work over to Pike’s Market for these. I’ll also have you know, that is a hike. And, it was freezing on Valentine’s Day, along with wind. Yup, he really does love me. He even cut Jameson’s hair that night… well the top. He left the back, thinking it was funny, and wanted to show his friend. Our friends agreed to be our Valentine’s, and came over for dinner. But, by the time everyone went home, and things settled down, bedtime came before haircut time. So the next day, I tried to cut it, but couldn’t figure out which number he used. By the time I did, Jameson was done sitting. So, we had to run our errands with a buzzed headed boy, who’s hair was slightly longer in the mo-hawk area. Not cool. Poor child. Luckily, he doesn’t care.

One thing I love about his hair buzzed? You get the full effect of Jameson’s facial expressions. So funny. That was our Valentine’s!