When I grow up, I wanna be a BARBER

I guess if Robbie had to write an essay earlier today on his future dreams and ambitions, being a hair-cutter would be at the top of his list.

We have been struggling, threatening, worrying, trying to get him to keep his little behavior card on GREEN everyday.  Last Thursday he went "to yellow" for talking in line, then on Friday for singing "Can I get a Whoop-Whoop?" many times during break.  Today, he brought me another note, with that "I've been caught" look on his face.

Wanna know what he did?

Hmm...

Let's just take a look-see:

And here is the final product all placed with love into a baggie:

And here's his NEW-DO!

All prayers are appreciated!