I look a little different now
I don’t know what your Saturday night looked like, but this is what our Saturday night looked like:
Once my hair started falling out, I decided to buzz it. If you wait, then you shed hair and it gets everywhere, and clogs the shower drain, and makes a big mess (over the 3-7 days it takes for it to all fall out). Rather than leaving a trail of strawberry blond hair, I just wanted it out. Plus, it was really, really itchy. We had our friends over: James & Amy Lenhoff and their trio of kids. Just like my last Head Shaving Party, this one was also a fun family affair.
Hair is just hair. I’m secure in my identity, and I am confident my husband thinks I’m
super sexy beautiful, so it’s just not a big deal for me. My main concern is that my children are not traumatized by the hair factor, and as you can see in the pictures that follow, they are so rolling with it.
James and Amy are the couple behind-the-scenes at the email@example.com email address. Brad and I tell them what we need, and James and Amy organize and mobilize and take all the logistics away from us. It’s been a great service to us, and one of my top recommendations for fellow cancer patients: appoint (non-family) Help Coordinators. It really truly helps, which is the whole point. Thanks James and Amy–we love you guys.
We had five kids ages seven and under, and — oh yes! — they all took a turn with the hair clippers. Brad kicked things off:
And then Maren couldn’t wait to have a turn. She was so looking forward to this!
Shortly after we started, Greta ran into the play room and got her high chair and her koala. So we had to pause on my hair so that her koala could get a trim (with the clippers in the Off position). This was one of my favorite parts of the night–it was all her idea and such a beautiful way for her to engage. I’m so in awe of how my children are thriving in our circumstances. They. Are. Amazing.
James had a turn, and he, too, was pretty psyched about this. James and I have been friends since high school, so this year we hit the mark where we’ve been friends for half our lives. He and Amy came to a party at my (parent’s) house on their first date in the 90s, so Amy and I have been friends for almost that long too.
Everyone rubbed my head for luck.
No injuries occurred during the course of this head-shaving, though Amy and I agree this might not have been our best parenting idea. If her boys cut off her daughter’s (long, beautiful) hair while “playing hair dresser”, it is now all my fault.
Check out Maren’s face–ha!
At one stage I had an off-center mohawk. The room was filled with an anointing of laughter and love.