So in 16 years when Charlie wants a mohawk, my excuse will be, "You already had your hair like that!" Friday night at Vickie's, between pizza and beer we decided to buzz Charlie's hair. It was looking pretty rough as you can see from the tricycle pictures below. He sat like a good boy in Vickie's lap while she sheared him like a little black sheep. The scull and crossbones t-shirt and camo pants complete his tough guy look. You can see more detailed pictures of his knoggin' here: Mohawk Gallery and the link will be to the side of the blog as well.
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