Goodness. His hair is positively out of control. It is almost as out of control as his angry bird playing skills. Wait, that should be skillz...with a z. He is still adamant that he is not getting a hair cut any time soon. We tried to convince him again the other night; he's having none of this hair cut business.
I suppose it is time to just lay down the law and tell him he has to get a trim. I am (supposedly) the one in charge.