Hair raising moment

There's that moment in life when you feel like you're losing control... I totally had that moment today. Today was Jake's baseball team summer party. Party went great! Swim party at one of our coaches house. Had hot dogs, hamburgers, chips and cupcakes. All the normal stuff. As I'm helping my friend clean the kitchen and wash dishes, I notice everyone is outside. Hmmm, wonder what is going on? So she and I walk outside and there is my nine year old son getting his hair shaved into a Mohawk! Not like a little Mohawk but full on Mohawk! He's grinning from ear to ear and his daddy is laughing. Everyone stares at me waiting for my response...all I can say is, "He has 4 cowlicks! That should be great growing back in!" After the initial shock wore off I, of course, laughed it off. His best friend Ethan gets one every summer, for fun. Jake thinks he's Barney Bad! He got home and he said, " So how long will it take for my hair to grow in?" I said, " a while." He said, " I'm gonna have to start 4th grade bald?" I said, "Well that's the choice you made!" My inner mother does her backhand spring. While I hate that he's worried about that... On the other hand, I was secretly like see! It's nice to have those I told you so moments without having to say it in those words. All in all it will be fine. As mark would say, "Now he's done it and hopefully will be over it!" He better hope so!