Two haircuts in two days. First up, this little guy. His "tail" was finally to the point of distraction. Man alive why was I so sad to cut his curls?
Maybe because he went from "baby" to "boy" in just a few minutes...sniff, sniff.
He did great. He is growing up TOO FAST. I seriously wish I could just freeze him right now.
Next up, this little cherub. Norah found the scissors about a month ago and gave herself an epic "mullet". We have worked with it, disguising it pretty well but I was getting tired of chasing her down every morning and trying to tame it.
Cut curls with a side of mac n' cheese! :)
Here she is! Her cut reminds me of Winnie the Pooh's friend, Christopher Robin.
Within a few minutes of sweeping up curls I realized Norah was gone and it was quiet....a dangerous combination over here...sure enough, she had taken the scissors (I just set them down for a minute!) and snipped a nice bald spot right on the top of her head.
Oh this girl! Love her spunk and determination...hope I can survive her childhood!
OK, please tell me I'm not alone. Bring on the hair stories!