INBA gets funny about his hair. Quite particular, actually. Today is school picture day. He had a lump at the crown that I was trying to flaten. Then, I brushed him a little to the side and he freaked out.
"NO, NO! Straight down and in!"
"To a point?"
"Yeah, that is how I always look."
I am afraid to think that they will let the kindergarteners arrange their own hair. Would a school picture person really think that I send him out with an Eddie Munster-esque coiffe?
I cannot think about it.
I guess we will find out in a few weeks...