After asking for several weeks, Archie finally got his hair cut. We went to the nearby mall on my birthday, meeting up with some friends running the same errand.
A willing client
Unlike his brother—who may be trying to grow hair like Rapunzel—Archie was a willing client. His last haircut was short, like his friend Max. This time, his ideal coif was inspired by Luke Skywalker. (Technically, Luke was second choice behind Yoda, but fortunately I couldn’t describe what that meant.)
The mirrors were a source of entertainment while the hair got shorter in the back of his head. By the time the stylist reached the front, Archie was serious. As the haircut proceeded, Archie became more and more intense, possibly channeling the young Jedi. The stylist had to cut his hair twice since the first pass wasn’t Luke enough for Archie.
I was concerned what the reaction would be when he reached home. However, both Carter and Amy greeted him with, “It looks like Luke Skywalker.” Mission accomplished.
Put on a happy face
Part sheepdog
Getting into character