Sometimes your legally adult child chooses to make a bad choice and you are powerless to prevent it.
Case in point:
This is Frank last month. Quite hirsute.
At breakfast on Monday, I noticed the sides were shaved but the chin was longer than ever. "Yes," he said, "I'm going to grow it out and braid it."
Well, sort of. It's already far thicker than Brad Pitt's mess. Frank says he's going to have just ONE braid. OMG, at least it won't be gray.
I choose my battles with my children. As you can see from past pictures, hair has never been one of them. But this? I'm really disturbed.
At least it's not this...yet...