Trevor got his first professional haircut yesterday. I was preparing for the worst (screaming, crying, flailing...), but I think he was so shocked most of the time that he pretty much sat in my lap looking at everything. He was a bit put off by the hair that stuck on him, and did finally give out a cry when the hairdresser stuck gunk in his hair. Overall though, it was not a bad experience.
And I also took a picture of the trick that he learned when cousin Gracie came to visit... How exciting to be able to wear two pairs of shoes at once!
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How . . . metrosexual.
Josh has had 6 haircuts now...none of them without screaming...
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