To the cheers of N and CB, "Hooray," they cheered, "Mommy is a hair cutter;" I dug out the home clippers and decided to trim up my unwilling client's hair.
So, these are for Daddy who can't wait until he gets home to see his little boy's new look!
It's okay, I guess. I mean I'm no beauty school dropout, but when God was handing out the gift of home hairstyling, I was clearly out to lunch. I think he'll be nice and cool for summer, but I *miss* his fuzzy head. At least it'll grow back!