Chase got a haircut. I forget to mention that it is a little bit of a mohawk. Marc took him into the place, while I waited in the car because we were parked illegally. When they came out Chase had his t-shirt over his head so I couldn't see. Then he showed me. Marc said he was very particular about how it was done. I think it looks adorable but I said to him, "Chase, you know you might have to get that cut off before school starts." He looked at me and said, "No I don't. Everyone has different haircuts. This is just a haircut.." I do love how his mind works. My sweet little punk, first the earring, now the mohawk. When he went to camp this morning no one even really said anything. A couple of the counselors said it looked cool but other than that not an eyelash was blinked. I do love California.