The first cut.
I have NO idea what I am doing.
Micah was watching, what else, trains! on You Tube to occupy him. Unfortunately the head bobbing with each choo-choo-choo meant he nearly lost an ear one or two times.
So cutting the fine hair on the head of a constantly moving two-year-old is up there in the category of "Life's Greatest Challenges"
Like he just stepped out of a salon....or from under his mother's haphazard scissors...
The irony, of course, is that I didn't touch the front. I just LOVE it how his hair falls in his eyes and he has to brush it aside.
(and that $300 highlight job is au natural, baby)
2 comments:
Nice do, cuz. Your mom is a better stylist than my Dad!
Great job, Mom!
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