An Accidental Mohawking

  The other day I discovered why I should not leave Jesse alone.  I was sleeping before I had to go to work when I recieved an alarming text. "I'm going to give myself a haircut."... That should have been my que to go over and direct him to the nearest barber. I ,however, thought I would see how it played out... When I got the next text I knew it was to late. "Already messed up". Which was soon followed by, " You are always going to love me right". With that I was preparing for the worst thoughts of initials on the back of his head and zibra stripes on the side flooded my head. At that I had him come over to see the damage. He arived with a hat covering the the disaster that took place but a few minutes before, which he playfully refused to take off. Sporting a childlike smile he manuvered away from my every attempt to take the hat off. Until I convinced him to help make dinner, I cornered him into a small place with me and distracted him just long enough to tip the hat off and behold his hair cutting damage. I burst out in laughter and soon agreed to help shape his attempt at a mowhawk. Once it was finished I have to admit it looked rather good on him.