Little boy, I love your hair. I love it crazy, I Love it in twists, I love it short or long, done or wild.
I hope you love it too...because it is what God gave you. I hope you never worry what people think or wish it was another way. But if you do, I will help you to understand that you are not your hair. You are beautiful because of the soul God gave you. You are beautiful because you are a child of God. (who just so happens to have great hair.) :)
Little ones, change the expectations. Redefine them as they see the person you are. Beautiful.
Thank you for the link to the song, Janine!