When I got my hair cut on Friday I asked the stylist if there was a certain way I needed to cut Kevin's hair to get it to spike. She talked me into letting her cut it right then. Here is the result.
He was very calm during the actual procedure as long as he could sit on Daddy's lap and didn't have to wear the plastic cape thing. Afterwords he kept rubbing his hands on his head. Friday night we had a special Good Friday service at church. Everyone who saw Kevin's hair loved it. That night we all nailed pieces of paper with our names on it to a big wooden cross. It was a great service.