I honestly don't need you to shave your head to show me that you love me.
So don't go home and shave your head for me :)
But, if you do it as a gesture of support, I will take it and blog about it!
Brad decided the best way to celebrate my new hair cut is by having the same one himself.
I guess copying is a form of flattery, right?
He came up with a great idea though, to get all the kids involved. We set up shop in the living room, took the clippers and got the kids to do the trimming.
There were squeals of delight as the hair started falling out in patches. The kids were having so much fun that we actually made a great family memory by shaving Brad's head.
Youngest went first. She was very sure of herself.
The others just sat on the couch and gasped...
Next kid up, first a bit apprehensive.
Then totally going for it and having fun.
Hard to tell who's more nervous, him or her.
Again, took no time to enjoy the process.
Last kid up. He takes his time.
Pauses to smile for the camera.
How excited are they?! Big grins all around.
When we were all done, they looked worried 'do we have to shave our heads too?'
After reassurance from us that they didn't need to, they happily went on their way.
Now, in our household they have both of their parent figures with shaved heads.
I guess it's the new normal.
As worried as I was (and they were) about me loosing my hair and the kids seeing me bald, this week has shown me once again how resilient and fantastic our kids are. They took it all in stride, and understood the deeper meaning behind Brad's gesture. Next time they see someone who is clearly suffering from chemo side effects, maybe in the store or at the park, there will not be that blank stare. They'll have a deeper understanding, a kinship towards them.
My kids make me proud every day.
Being their mom makes me want to beat this even more.
As for me and Brad, if you put our heads together, we may stick like velcro.
They say couples who've lived together for a while start looking like another.
We're proving that to be true.