So, it's that time of year again, time for the annual Cops For Cancer/Tour de Rock.
This time around, our daughter decides she wants to shave her head for the benefit. My wife's not overly pleased by this on the one hand, simply because our kiddo's got gorgeous hair. On the other hand, she was totally jazzed by kiddo wanting to do something that selfless. Me, I tried to convince her to go with a mohawk, but, no-go. Bald it is.
A day before The Big Day, kiddo calls me from school. Apparently they don't have enough clippers and need some loaners. I shave my head every two weeks and thus tend to keep my clippers clean and in excellent working order, so, what the hell, sure.
So, on The Big Day, I bring them up to her school, only to find out that what they actually needed was people to wield the clippers as well.
Meh, ok, sure, what the hell.
Turns out I was one of a grand total of 3 people that volunteered.
Time comes, they herd the kids into the gym and holy crap, the entire school? Ok, gettin nervous now. But wait, what's this? My inner voice of reason. "It's not like you can screw up the shaving of someone's head, man. The goal is to take all the hair off anyway."
Turns out my daughter and her friend were the only 2 girls that volunteered to do it out of a school of 400. They got massive applause.
Feeling better, I do kid #1... like a hot knife through warm butter. Just about to move on to my kid (I'd requested that I be the one to do her head) when the lady next to me asks for help with the kid she was workin' on. This kid had THE finest, thinnest, yet most densely packed head of hair I've EVER seen. It took me 15 minutes where it usually takes me under 5.
Finish up with him, and I start on my daughter.
Breathed a sigh of relief when I saw that she has a wonderfully-shaped cranium (seriously...some people just can't do the bald thing.. lumpy skulls, etc) and with no hair, her eyes look enormous, (Not in a bad way, mind you) and she looks much more delicate with no hair.
Finished off kids 3 n 4, packed up my stuff, helped clean up n went home to upload the pics to my wife (who cried a bit... understandable, personally).
Just proud as hell that she did something like that, and that, hair or no hair, she's beautiful and confident in herself.
So, with no further ado, the post-shaving pic.
Note that she's trying not to laugh, as her friend's off-camera making faces.