"A portrait of my son, once a week, every week, in 2014" - The 52 Project - 5/52
The kiss-curl eventually grew out and in its wake was left the most humongous cow lick you ever did see. This one I did not see coming. He didn't get it from his father or myself. It lies somewhere else within our DNA. Buried and just waiting to pounce on some unexpecting offspring.
And my boy is the one who got it, but I know he'll rock-it. He's already working that powerful mop to the max. Even if it does get him confused with a girl on a regular basis. I'm putting that down to those pretty-ass eyes rather than the gorgeous flowing locks; which thankfully he doesn't get from me. Yet.