He waited until Hubby went to bed and I was distracted downstairs, and clippered his own hair. To say that it was AWFUL would be the understatement of the century.
I cleaned it us as best as I could the next morning, and sent him to school. As I understand it, the comments directed to him regarding his hair were plenty and varied. Enough so that he told me he was going to completely shave his head. I advised him not to, and he persisted in saying he was going to shave his head. I finally threw up my hands and announced to everyone who could hear me that I would have nothing to do with it.
The reason I said this and didn’t force the issue about not shaving his head? I was getting ready to take #1 somewhere, and I knew that no matter what I said #2 would go in to shave his head as soon as the car was out of the driveway.
So, #2 shaved his head. He took a handful of my disposable razors, shaving cream, and turned himself into a cue ball.
I understand from both #1 and #2 that the comments today outshone the comments from yesterday. #2 was telling people that when he was asleep, #1 snuck into his room and shaved his head. The sad thing is that everyone believed him.
Hubby was in no way, shape or form happy about this, and lectured #2 for a good amount of time for putting him in a position of embarrassment by #2 making himself look like a bigot skinhead. Hubby lectured #2 about putting himself in a position to be labeled as a troublemaker (we have gang issues in a nearby city, and an unfortunate presence of skinhead, Arian nation, and quasi-Nazi hate groups in the region) with gang affiliations. #2 has been forbidden to wear ANY type of military oriented clothing until Hubby says he can. Since camouflage pants and an Air Force t-shirt are #2’s favorite items of clothes, this has hit him hard. What has hit him harder? Hubby threatened to not let #2 go to a Civil Air Patrol training camp this weekend because of his shaved head.
I don’t think Hubby would have come down as hard on #2 had both Hubby and I told #2 NOT to shave his own head. But, since we told him not to, and he did it anyway, Hubby seems determined to make sure all the boys know (they were witnesses to all the aforementioned conversations) that when we say no, we mean NO!
Personally, I’ve enjoyed saying I told you so to #2 for the past two days. #2 does not enjoy this nearly as much as I do.
Go figure.