Are not five sparrows sold for two farthings, and not one of them is forgotten before God? But even the very hairs on your head are all numbered. Fear not therefore: ye are of more value than many sparrows.
The Lord has a lot less numbering to do at our house.
Finn would just stand in front of the mirror and stare. He has never had short hair. He asks me to rub down the back of his head and he says, "I think this is the softest hair I have ever felt."
It kind of makes me feel bad that I have never given him the choice.