Finn got his first big boy haircut yesterday. I say "big boy haircut" because I'm not counting the time Mark cut (unevenly) the back of his hair when he was all of two months old because he was "growing a mullet." Finn's hair was starting to get long and straggly; he was starting to look like he belonged in a van down by the river, so we headed over to this little place called SnipIts. The description said "specializing in children's haircuts." Since Finn has the attention span of a Jack Russell puppy, I knew we needed extra reinforcements. There was so much going on in that place and the stylist was so quick that I don't think Finn even knew what happened. He was great and I think he looks so cute. Next thing you know he will be shaving and asking to borrow keys to the minivan on Friday night.
Goodbye rattail
Help! Where did my hands go . . .
There they are
What a big boy
All finished. So handsome.
3 comments:
Now he really is an upstanding young man!
he looks very refined. all he needs is a mustache and cigar and he'll be ready to go...
You're really going to get a minivan?
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