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It's Flashback Friday!

If you've seen my oldest son, Kyler lately, you know that as he progresses through puberty and becomes a young man, his hair just gets bigger and bigger.

The boy has THICK, curly, amazing hair. And it's become quite the topic of conversation in our circle.

Sometimes I wonder where he gets all that hair. I have thick hair, but it's stick straight. And it lies nicely next to my head.

Kyler's hair is huge. If he would let me style it, I'd bet I could get it to be even bigger. But of course I'm not allowed to touch it.

And then there's Ethan. My baby. Ouch. This boy's got some hair too, let me tell you. Wiry, thick, brillo pad hair.

If it gets longer than about an inch, it sticks out in all directions, and no product I've ever found will make it lie flat.

My boys have weird hair. That's all there is to it.

Sometimes I wonder where it came from.

But then, I'll stumble across this picture.

Mystery solved.
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  1. Anonymous7:08 AM

    Wow, what a way to wake up. He needs his own sitcom looking THAT happy and round headed.

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  2. Kelly7:14 AM

    You know, after the shock of the hair, all I saw was the huge, authentic smile. He has that familiar twinkle in his eyes. Gosh, I like that guy you married.
    It makes me miss you guys.

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  3. Susie1:27 PM

    He kind of looks like he could have been a scene double for that Todd Bridges guy back in the day (just looks, not personality or any character qualities, k?)

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  4. Anonymous4:08 PM

    Wowza! Did he also leave the wide tooth comb stuck in the back? Tell Asia that Nora and I thoroughly enjoyed this photo.

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  5. nadine jenine7:04 PM

    whoa. asia had a rockin' fro.

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  6. Ashley8:08 PM

    I love "flashback friday" - for pictures just like this one! : )

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  7. Missy6:18 PM

    hee hee hee!

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  8. Melissa~7:28 AM

    Oh my!...gotta love that (looks like a boy I had a crush on in sixth grade! He never lived in Texas did he??...*LOL*). Hey, that's back in style now you know! You should have him grow it out like that again....heh-heh...


    M~
    Pink Paper Peppermints

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