Bitchin' Mohawk Creator

Add to my considerable list of awesome parenting skills the amazing differentiator of “Bitchin’ Mohawk Creator”.

Behold the splendor of Tyler’s new ‘do, which was his request, by the way. I realize that as a parent it’s my job to say “No” to such requests, but it’s much more in my nature to participate in the foolishness.

In my defense, it’s not like he wanted to get a perm, and as you can see, I cut a pretty mean ‘hawk. It was pretty fun to do, and if he would have let me dye the center part blue or green, I'd have been in hog heaven. Of course that was not to be...you all know I'm banned from home dye jobs since my gothic Halloween dye-baucle.

Anyway, if you’re in the market for an edgy new look that doesn't involve color, let me know. It’ll be on the house.

A Special Shout-Out

There’s a photo on my desk of a boy around 4 years old, and he’s got small tree branches tucked into his green t-shirt. His arms, raised just above his shoulders, end with tiny hands gnarled into grasping claws, and the scary look on his face lets you know this is no ordinary boy…this is a tree monster.

Looking at this picture, it’s hard to believe it was taken some 12 years ago. It’s even harder to believe that little tree monster, Tyler, turns 16 today.

This post is a special birthday shout-out to Tyler, who is smart, funny, quirky, unselfish, warm, and witty. Always ready with a smile or a kind act, he's just a pleasure to know and love.

Happy Birthday, Tyler!

I’m so proud of you, and I love you like a fat kid loves cake.