Friday, July 18, 2008

New Day #204

My godson, Ian the Wonder Child, has also been trying to do Something New every day, like playing the saxophone or weaving a basket, and today he decided he wanted to shave his head. Since I've never shaved anyone's head (Floyd, being more than ten years' old, can shave his own), I welcomed the opportunity.



So there I was sheering away, discussing shaving and puberty, when it occurred to me that I had a rare opportunity to also teach Ian about Male Pattern Baldness.

Here's the result:



Truly, it's moments like these that make life worth living.



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9 comments:

MamaMia said...

Ok, after I changed my underwear from peeing my pants, I have to say that Ian-the-Wonder-Child is one awesome kid! OMG!! What a haircut!!! Did he go out in public like that? How cool to have a godfather who will inspire so much fun, and to be a kid who will go with it. Bravo to Ian!

Ian The Wonder Child said...

Don't worry, Uncle Marc. If I'm not traumatized for life, I will just end up a stronger person. By the way, do you want to buy some insurance? I think I fit the profile of an insurance salesman - a highly honorable and profitable profession, I might add!

fairy girl said...

Will you cut my hair next?

Layne said...

He needs to repeat this look for Halloween!

Erin said...

Ian truly is a wonder child - that photo made me snarf coffee all over my keyboard!

Layne said...

I just showed this vidoe to my 7 year old. She asked, "Does he work in an office or something?"

David said...

Got to say, Ian the Wonder Child needs an agent. He be wonderful on NCIS.

Kathy said...

This is the best thing that's happened to me today. Ian reminds me of the munchkins in the Wizard of Oz....

Jeffrey Stock said...

Excuse me, sir, but I am an insurance salesman and I take umbrage at your characterization of hard-working Americans like me. As it happens, I also happen to have a problem with male pattern baldness, but it is not at all related to my profession. Count your blessings that you and your ten-year-old little godson have all your hair. But things change, my friend. I wouldn't want to insure your hair for the future!