Curly Boy, Dads

Hair Today, Gone Tonight

This is the story of Elijah's second hair cut. His first was in a real barber shop and the whole time he screamed and cried an adorable "NO THANK YOU, NO THANK YOU, NO THANK YOU". The. Entire. Time. Politeness always counts πŸ˜‰. Anyway, the second time his hair grew out, my husband and I… Continue reading Hair Today, Gone Tonight

Curly Boy, Curly girl, Curly Mom, Uncategorized

Not throwing shade…

Disclaimer: You may have to live in Arizona during the summertime or just open a hot oven door and stand there for several hours without blinking (PLEASE don't) to truly appreciate what I'm about to say because this is a prime example of a heat-induced rant with Twitter fingers.   So I'll do just about… Continue reading Not throwing shade…

Curly Boy, Curly Mom, Uncategorized

Are y’all combing the boy’s hair?

My granddaddy is 94 years old. Physically he is still pretty solid and mentally he has the memory of an iPhone 7. He can recall dates/times of exactly where he was overseas during WWII or what was happening the moment he walked to the preacher's house with my grandma to get married, without anyone knowing.… Continue reading Are y’all combing the boy’s hair?