Oops. Gee, sorry Frankie. But they used to dress the boys up so they looked like girls half the time back then and the mothers never wanted to cut their hair.
My sister-in-law had me give the first haircut to my nephew that looks like me, by the way. I don't know if it's because she couldn't bear to, or she just knew we have a thing. It was just the right thing to do, and I have saved the wisps of mayonnaise-colored hair.