Great Hair

Although I don't think he'd own to it, my husband has GREAT HAIR. It is thick and healthy and springy, and he has passed it on to most of our 5 boys (we're still waiting to see what Enoch's hair will do as it matures--right now it sticks up at a point right on the crown of his head, reminiscent of baby Jack-Jack in The Incredibles). Hyrum's hair is an exact duplicate of his dad's, while Andrew's has a darling cowlick right in front (I had to look up how to spell that, but it is "cowlick," a tuft of hair turned up or awry, as if licked by a cow). Samuel's has stuck straight up all over his whole head since the day he was born. With water, hairspray and a comb, I can get it to do this for about five minutes, but then it springs right back to it's original upright position:

Notice how it is still not completely flat? Hopeless! But nonetheless, I think it is great hair. Caleb is old enough now that he is starting to form an opinion about how he wants his hair to look. He keeps asking me to comb it so it stands up like Sam's:

We've never left the house with it looking like that, but he sure feels "cool" this way, and when you are a 4-year-old boy stuck in the middle of a family of 5 little boys, feeling cool is very important. And I just had to put this one in, the face was too cute!