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.”