Paul's FIRST Haircut - Part II

Thanks for the reading material, Bubbie - I much prefer this book on trucks to last week's Star. Besides, if I read another work about Jon and Kate, I'll cut another tooth, I swear.
Yeah, salon capes are for other kids. Me, I'll just pluck hanks of hair off my shirt, toss them to the floor and say "Yucky."

Well? Whaddya think?

There's gotta be a full-length mirror around here somewhere!

Well, Mommy may miss my curls, but the ladies seem to love the new 'do!

Paul's FIRST Haircut - Part I

It was time. The unruly curls. The unmanageable golden halo. Being told how pretty my daughter was. It was time for Paul to get his hair cut.

We went to Snip-its - a kids-only cuttery, where the staff are especially trained to trim quickly as well as accurately. Paul ran in the front door and made himself at home.
OK, Mommy, lets do this!

This isn't so bad!

Wait, not liking the wet-head thing. . .was that really necessary?

Oh, all the beautiful, golden, boy curls!

The Devil's Haircut on My Mind. . .