Okay, so maybe's it's not his official first haircut since we had to trim some hair almost 2 months ago, but last night was the first "major" haircut. He really did not seem to like it and made it quite enjoyable by crying almost the entire time! Okay, not the ENTIRE time...we gave him the comb to chew on and that was the only thing that would quiet him down. We cut about 2 inches off the top of his hair that was affectionately called "a comb over" by Aunt Torey, Uncle Logan, Uncle Kellen, & Grandpa Leavitt. It took quite a bit of persuasion by everyone to let me give in and let Brian cut it. I just couldn't part with it....I don't know why but I just didn't want to cut it. In the end though, I like it and am glad we cut it.
Get me out of here! I don't want my hair cut!
He was NOT happy about it!
But he was happy when we let him chew on the comb, but only with the comb!
We finally got him calmed down after the big ordeal and now..(drumroll please)..here are some "after" shots with the new 'do...
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