Sunday, September 23, 2012


Layton has been growing. He's getting taller and stronger every day. That's not the only thing growing. His hair is growing wild too. After his last haircut (aka the day Layton cried in a salon and took his hair clippings home in his pocket), I promised him that I wouldn't take him for another haircut until he was ready for one. 

I'm beginning to think that he will never be ready for a haircut. He told me yesterday that he was going to let his hair grow all the way "to my boots." One can only assume he intends to sport some serious Crystal Gayle flowy locks. When you see me and my fro-headed child at the Publix next week, try not to laugh. I'll convince him to get a trim eventually.