warm as toast

yesterday, as he sat in the bathtub, i cut little donald trump's hair. now he has short bangs and it's long in back. so yeah, it's a mullet. when i saw what i'd done, i laughed maniacally. and when i laughed, he laughed, too.

when i lifted him out of the tub and wrapped him in a towel he said, "i'm a princess."

the whole drive to school this morning i checked him out in the mirror trying to tell myself the cut looked okay. it didn't.

we stopped to get him a donut and me a coffee and i asked him if he wanted to wear a hood.

someone take the scissors away.

photos before the mullet.