Nacho-bob or Nafroba

My son's hair grows very quickly, and is thick and coarse. Consequently it needs to be either very long or very short to look good--if he lets it go too long it becomes shaggy and makes him look he has an unnaturally huge head. His nickname when he is needing a trim has become Nafroba, which everyone but him finds highly amusing. At the moment he isn't quite Nafroba, but he's getting there pretty quickly.

I drove to New York to pick my son up the other day and we had a lovely time during the long drive back. We brainstormed names for the band he wants to form, and came up with a few good names and a lot of silly ones. Riding along on the dash was my purple twenty pound loss Nutrisystem bear, so one name he came up with was "Purple Plush Twenty Pound Bears". This said whilst miming the bear's rather odd sitting position at the time--giggles abounded. For a while, he would propose names and I would append "of doom" onto them. "Mile Marker 117" became "Mile Marker 117 of DOOM" and such. It was goofy, yet a whole lot of fun, and a far cry from the angst the two of us have been through in years past. He's really maturing into a neat young man.