The Boy has gone through several hairstyles over the years. When he was little (i.e., when we made the decisions), it was quite short. Given his violent cowlicks, it seemed the safest bet.

As he grew older, his hairstyle preference grew longer. A couple of years ago, he kept his hair almost down to his chin all the way around.

Today, we went to a new barber shop for a haircut. Despite E’s protests, I showed the barber a picture of the long-hair phase: “It was Lord Farquaad style!” the barber said. E just laughed.

Today’s cut was about the best he’s ever gotten. K loved it. “Approved” was L’s verdict.