At the end of school last May, Taylor decided to grow out his hair for the entire summer.
Out is the operative word here. It grew out and out and out. The longer is got, the more I could see his hair trying desperately to curl.
Oh how jealous I am of that. Taylor, not knowing what to do with hair this long would try fighting it to stay down and combed for church, but other than that he pretty much just left it alone. He had a good 3 inches of height with this look.
"Taylor, what's the plan with your hair?" I would ask every few weeks as he was really trying to work the bedhead look. He just shrugged and said "I don't know." I even made suggestions to him about not fighting the curl but embracing it. He didn't go for that. I can't imagine why he wouldn't listen to his mother's suggestions on hair styles.
2 comments:
It's a nice look. A right of passage.
He's grown up so much in the past 2 years. I hardly recognize him. He looks like an adult, except of course for the crazy hair.
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