Kees had a comb-over hair-do when he emerged from the womb. A full head of dirty blond hair, neatly parted on the top (to the right).
Then, after the age of 3 months, it began to wear off on the sides. It was thinning out as his head grew, or so I thought.
And then, all of a sudden, at 5 months, it looked like this:
And people started to talk. In fact, at a party last week, one of my cousins interrupted another to ask me what the deal was with Kees’s hair. She asked if I had cut it like that. Another cousin of mine actually told his wife that I had cut it that way on purpose. Obviously, he did not clear this notion with me first.
Now why the heck would I cut it into a faux-hawk like that? So I explained that he was born with a full head of hair, and then he began rolling in his sleep from side to side, rubbing all the hair off his head EXCEPT for the top.
I have always been against cutting my own child’s hair. That just seems like a disaster waiting to happen. But today, I bit the bullet and cut The Hair.
I think I may have just sent Kees into therapy.