I knit this hat for R to wear around me, because he shaved his hair super short like an army haircut, and I hate it. HATE it. He’s been shaving it short for a few months now. In the beginning, he wore the hat all the time, but he doesn’t wear it very often anymore. I keep asking him about it and sometimes he claims he doesn’t know where it is, other times he claims he too hot… grumble grumble. I wish he would grow his hair back. Whenever I tell him that, he says he wishes we didn’t have dogs, and this is his compromise. I guess I’d rather have dogs than hair. What happened to the days when I could have both?
