HAIR

Mohawks are uber fashionable but still questionable judgement to 1/2 my children.

Riding down Hwy 29 today we pull up to a stop light. Simi as usual feels the urge to make friends with every living creature notices the small children buckled into their Britax car seats in the back seat of a Hummer. She smiles, waves, mouths "hey" and then she notices the 3 year old hawk. "MOM!! he's got a Mohawk" as she buries her face in her hands and shakes her head. "How embarrassed I am for him! He needs a friend" she says as we cruise down Bruton Smith blvd.

Jake on the other hand thinks this hair style is way cool. And for the 4,000th time this week asks me to cut him a hawk...with pink dye. Because he's that tough.