He's got this unruly, slightly wavy head of hair that starts to curl into his ears when it grows out.
Of course, he loves it this way.
Me... I say it's 115 degrees outside and he should keep it short, especially in the summer.
Today... after weeks of begging him to agree to cut his hair, he finally gave in and we headed to "the hair place" as he calls it.
The only way I was able to talk him into it was by reminding him that we were going to Buffalo and that it's humid there. Humid = sweat = tangles. It worked.
Here he is right before. I know, it's cute all shaggy like that, but it's a nightmare to comb out in the morning. (I can not imagine what it's like having a daughter!)
And here he is after!
Ahhhh. So much better.
Clean cut and ready to travel.
Now if I could just figure out how not to overpack for this trip!
1 comment:
Such a cutie!
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