It is a sad fact though that people still judge us on our appearance. Though he wouldn't pick a fight or purposely intimidate people, they still often cross the street when they see him coming towards them. Six foot five , long hair and a purposeful, confident stride makes the young girls googly eyed, and the old folks terrified! That is until they actually meet him and see that he is a decent kid. Man actually. But he will always be Our Kid! The same one who cried when he lost his yellow bunny called Fluffy, the one who could snuggle his teddy bear hamster against his cheek, the one who would get me to read Hamilton the Duck over and over again.
I took this photo of the boys this summer prior to one of their hikes, that's my son in the center in the cut off jeans. They struck up this pose, then I said "Hey, you are blocking out the little guy in the back, perched on a boulder.
So they all in unison turned and went "Taa-Daa!"
They are a scary sight, but they are harmless, basically good kids, always looking for fun. Their idea of a cool time is jamming in one of their garage bands, dreaming of the days when they make it big time! If David spent as much time studying and doing homework as he does on his drums, he could be a star student!
Take heed all you mothers of young lads... one day this could be your domain! I never would have believed it ten years ago if you would have told me my son would be a long haired drummer! But funnily enough It doesn't bother me at all. This is who he is. He sure has a style of his own.
That said, If he doesn't keep up his marks, his drums will be silenced!