We decided Little Daryl's hair was getting too long, but we didn't want to try to do it ourselves. We took him to a place nearby (but forgot to take the camera; we did get a lock of his hair for his scrapbook). He did pretty well, enjoying playing with a couple toys during the ordeal. The lady who cut his hair said most young children scream the whole time. He didn't start the fussing until she started working on the front, which she saved until last. Now it is hard to tell when I forget to comb his hair (which is most of the time). This is our Christmas picture; it was taken before the haircut.
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
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