I haven't been able to find my son! Instead I have been living with a wolfy little boy. He needed a haircut...and bad. I was not about to fight with him to cut it. Let it grow, it wasn't in his eyes yet. Sorry, it is not on my list o' things to do. I actually have enough on my plate already. It had to be his decision, and it was (with a little bribery, and man are those little ones easy to please!).
After (ah, there is the face I know and love)
2 comments:
What a cutie!
I don't think he looked that bad to begin with. But still looks good now!
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