As at least strongly hinted at in my previous post, here is the photo gallery of just how much I don’t worry about hair.
(not pictured – that time Zack got a mullet and one of the counselors in the bishopric didn’t recognize him and was wondering what stranger I was letting rest his head on my shoulder during church)
not pictured – red, which is also rather fickle
also not pictured:
numerous shades of Kool-aid, which are anything but fickle
at least a couple of rats’ tails, male and female
a number of manbuns and manbraids
2nd boy with serious–even superior–manbun