Free to be...you and me, bitches.

Today, I had a moment that makes me realize I might actually have been an OK parent, but more importantly, I am a good neighbor.

The little guy who lives across the street was out playing with his mother.  She wanted to know if they could ask me a question.  He's about five, and has never cut his hair - he's starting to wonder if it's OK for boys to have long hair, and what did I think?  I told them to hang on a second, and I went and grabbed Matt and my high school pictures.



I could have taken them out of the frames to scan them...

...but that would have been too easy...

I showed our neighbor that I used to have really short hair, Matt had long hair - and that anybody could have whatever hair they liked.  And that even if he wanted to cut it now, he could grow it out again.

He felt better, and his Mom thanked me for my assistance.

And my heart grew three sizes that day.

All kidding aside though... I'm pretty proud of the way I managed that.

ae

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