MILITARY HAIRCUT GOT MY SON IN TROUBLE—NOW I’M FACING A BIGGER BATTLE
When I picked up my son, Levi, from school last Thursday, he climbed into the backseat without saying a word. He usually won’t stop talking about recess or what he traded at lunch, but that day? Silent. His little face looked tight, like he was holding something back. It wasn’t until we got home that…