It was that time again. That's right, Brian needed a haircut! It's really rainy and we've been inside all afternoon. So I decided to do it myself. I had to consciously practice compassion when he was pitifully weeping about how itchy he was feeling all covered in hair. (I really wanted to keep snipping at the fluffy hair at the back.) You're a trooper buddy!
Earlier today:
Now:
Great job, Heather!
ReplyDeleteNice work, Momma! That's got to be one of the hardest jobs in the world. Cutting the hair of a squirming, highly opinionated toddler who wants to be anywhere else requires the precision and concentration of a surgeon if you ask me!
ReplyDeleteWOW!! first, didn't he just have a haircut? his hair seems to grow quckly! and second, you did a great job!! boys hair is really hard because it's so short you have no wiggle room to make a mistake. well done!!!
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