Last night Mike and I went out to dinner. Our conversation went a little something like this:
Me: Miles needs a haircut.
Mike: No Way! It’s awesome!
Me: No, it looks stupid. And it is hanging in his eyes.
Mike: No Way! It’s awesome! I don’t want to cut it for at least a year!
Me: But I want to get it cut tomorrow….
And so our conversation continued in this manner for several minutes. I finally realized a solution would NOT be found that evening. So I gave up.
But today, I came up with the perfect compromise!
Mike can rest-assured, Miles’ hair will continue to grow into long, lustrous locks. I am happy because it doesn’t hang in his eyes all day. And honestly, Miles doesn’t seem to mind either.