On Sunday night, we were expecting to have our weekly dinner with the Greens at our house. Holly and Shannon are both on the RAW food band-wagon whenever they can be and so Holly wanted to make a nice RAW food meal for Shannon with home made raw chips, salsa, beans, guacamole sauce, etc. She also was going to put out the normal taco salad meal for the rest of us (with chips instead of salad).
She worked for a number of hours on Saturday and then also Sunday morning and made a huge mess. She and I cleaned up most of it Sunday after the ball games.
And it was all working out fine for her until the Greens called in sick and canceled so Holly called up Margaret and asked if she’d started dinner yet. They eat early often and were already underway so Margaret suggested she invite Ron and Jacquelyn Horn–which is a great couple for us to have over because Ron and I have cameras and computers in common and Holly and Jacque both love the benefits of RAW food.
The meal was great. Holly did a wonderful job. But I should also warn you that making RAW food is really messy compared to opening up a package of dried pasta and boiling it along with opening a can of tomato sauce and a few packages of greens.
While we were enjoying a post meal chat session. Mark and Luke went off to play. At one point, I went by the Utility room to get some water and noticed them in there quietly doing something, but didn’t bother to investigate because they seemed to be getting along fine.
After about ten minutes of quietude, Mark came into the living room with a big fist full of hair in one hand, tiny pair of scissors in the other hand and a big smile on his face. Luke was trailing close behind with a big grin on his face. Mark said, “I cut Luke’s hair, ” and stepped to the side so we could get a good look at Luke.
Luke smiled and waited for a response. He looked like he’d got run over by a lawn mower that could only cut hair.
Needless to say, We were all quite shocked.
I was a bit sad, “Luke, your curls were so cute!”
Luke was not put off or repentant, “But daddy, I wanted to look like Kyle Fossman.” Kyle, the best basketball player the town has seen in many years recently shaved all the hair off his head and Luke just got back from the ball games this weekend.
I said, “But Luke, your curls were just starting to get real long and curly again after the summer trim.”
Luke was adamant, “But I don’t like it when the hair gets down in my face when I’m taking a bath.”
I said, ” But Luke, when people see you, what they often say is, ‘Look at those curls!’ They really think the curls are cute.”
He smiled, tilted his head to the side and said, “Besides, I wanted to look like Daddy too.” We all laughed.
Well, what can I say to that. I mean really: If my own son wants to propose that he wants to look like his daddy, I suppose I can accept that argument.
Filed under: Basketball, Family Stories, Humor, Sports | 3 Comments »