The time had come....

...and we knew it.

We knew it when it took longer to comb and bring out the curls in Elisha's hair then it did to brush the rest of us combined. We knew it when he kept getting called a girl by all the Korean grandmothers. All. Of. Them.

And when HE wanted to put on a skirt and wear it around the house??


And he LIKED it?!?!

Well... it was definitely time. Time to cut Elisha's hair. All those beautiful curls. All that blonde happiness. The surfer look.

Gone.

Employing the motherly arts of distraction and bribery...
He's eating a jellybean... can't you tell??

Okay, so, now Blogger won't un-italicize OR un-bold my typing. I'm sorry. I'm not yelling.

Well, that was anti-climatic. Anyway, here he is. New haircut. Awesome Mario and ... Yooshi? diaper. =)
Ha, and now it's working fine. Whatever. He hasn't been called a girl since his haircut. We can see his eyes AND his ears at the same time. He looks like a big boy.

...sniff....sniff...sniff...