I just want to take the time and close out this lovely Monday with this:

A family of bowl cuts.

My grandmother let me know that I wasn’t the first one to have such a hair cut, although, it’s not hard to see who actually pulled it off.

Then, my dad joined in.

And last but not least….

here it is again…

Some families bond in other ways.

Mine obviously bonds by common hair cuts.

Love, Lou