remember when????

Years from now, we will pull out old photos and say, "Oh yeah!  Remember that year when Carl cut his hair at school?"

I honestly thought he was too old for this.  He'll be 8 in less than a week.   I thought about bringing him to Teresa to have her give him a "good summer haircut" to match... but, why?  Why not enjoy the consequences of your actions a little longer?    When I noticed it last night and asked him about it, Gretchen said, "There was a pile of blond hair on the carpet at school."   He then confessed to using scissors from his desk.  I don't know if the teacher even knew.

Carl, what part of your brain said that was a good idea????