Broder has been getting his hair cut into a Mohawk for over a year now.  Yet, every-time I take him in to the salon(fancy word for the kind of $10 haircut place I take the kids to), the woman who cuts his hair questions this. 

“Are you sure you want a Mohawk?”

“Is this really what you want?”

“A Mohawk? Really?”

“Is your mom OK with this?”

Mind you, I(the mom) am ALWAYS sitting right there. How often does an 8 year old waltz into a place and request a hair cut without an adult accompanying?

Broder, being Broder, looks at the woman and says:

“It’s OK, I have a Mohawk personality.” 

Amen.