For months, we ignored the comments about comb-overs and Hitler hairdos; the strangers mistaking Anthony for a (gasp!) girl. But when Mommy realized that she was in danger of being the family member with the SHORTEST hair, we knew it was time for Anthony's first haircut.
"I hate you."
Back home and all recovered from my ordeal.
"It is much better to look mahvelous than to feel mahvelous."