I'm jealous of my son.
Once upon a time, I had wonderful hair. Much like the hair in the picture above. And the hair below.
He's growing it out as long as he can. He started out with the idea of donating his hair (and the recipient would be a VERY lucky person), but discovered that he liked wearing his hair long. I told him that was okay... grow it to your waist and then cut it off to your shoulders. He could get on board with that.
People keep asking him when he's going to cut his hair. And they ask me too. The ladies at the church, his grandparents, our priest, the neighbors... To me, hair is not something to fight about. Him having long hair isn't hurting anyone. So my answer? WHEN HE FEELS LIKE IT!
Surely there are more important things for people to worry about?