Hair-brained

Daddy was heading off to get a hair cut, and I asked if he'd take Noble--it's time to get it shaped with a trimmer.

So...you know where this is going, right? Daddy asked us to meet him out on the deck.




And, ahem, now we're on our way to Sport Clips to see if they can even out Bubby's hair. As Grsndma said, better today than the day before he starts first grade. I don't think the bald patch will scar him toooooo much...but I'll enjoy picking on Daddy for a quite a while over this one.


-- out & about, courtesy of the wonderphone