Sunday, January 13, 2013

I Can Already Feel That My Life Is Vastly Improved, But I Still Miss It Terribly

First, there was this:

I know. It’s a really flattering photograph.
Well, actually, first there was this:

He made me take a photo of his butt before he agreed to let me take a photo of his face.
Then, a while later, there was this.

Clean as a whistle; sharp as a tack.
I swear, even when he’s just sitting around, he looks less surly than he did with his fuzzy hair. All the same, I feel sad that none of my kids are long hairs anymore, because we all know long hairs are the coolest, but clearly I don’t know how to take care of a child’s hair, so I think we made a good choice here.

Still, I’m pretty sad. It’s a dark day for fuzzballs everywhere.

p.s. It would be GREAT if NO ONE mentioned to Quinn that he got a hair cut. I just smiled at him after he got it cut and he freaked out and ran out of the room. He also claims he’s never going to school again because he doesn’t want people to look at him. So thanks in advance for that.

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