A few days ago we took Ethan for a haircut. David thought we should just take some #3 clippers to his head and shave the hair to promote thicker growth. I said, "OK, but he's gonna look really silly with his big head!" I laughed the entire time as the stylist shaved off his brown locks. I'm used to it now, and in fact, it's actually endeared Ethan more to us. His bald head is reminiscent of his infant days. It's like he's a baby all over again (except one that talks and walks and gets into trouble!)
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I'll cast my vote for...Hunk! Nice looking mug, there Ethan. Keep on growing into a proper young man, and I just might let you date my little Lauren some day. (Though I'll still have to scare you within an inch of your life before letting you leave the house.)
I vote for monk...say something wise.."happiness is a cookie!"
Don't worry Ethan, Jace is all talk. As long as you agree to wear the GPS tracker with built in heart-rate monitor during your dates, we'll all be fine.
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