before we started dating & before he even knew i liked him, he asked me to cut his hair. i literally cut one hair at a time as my nerves rattled inside for fear of messing up. well over an hour later, i had only cut the front of his hair. we were running out of time & had to catch a bus to d.c. for a service trip. we decided that it would do & mullets were pretty cool anyway.

now, almost three years later, i am still cutting his hair.
& i am the only one who cuts his hair.

we have been through the mullet, the rat tail, the monk cut & the many oops! i didn’t mean to cut that so short! cuts, but he still trusts me.

it is our time together. just luke & me. in our home.

another thing i really love about him.