I always loved to play hairdresser when I was a little girl, so now I have a live "doll" with growing hair that I get trim for years to come. I promise to stop before he hits high school. We took the highchair to the backyard and I went at O's hair with dull scissors which I thought I sharpened well enough with our knife sharpener. He had a favorite diversion, the phone, which lasted a little while.
There was no time for multiple snips, so next one will be with properly sharpened scissors. A few strays linger today, but we are pleased with the result.
There was no time for multiple snips, so next one will be with properly sharpened scissors. A few strays linger today, but we are pleased with the result.
okay. but I have to remind you, that it is NOT okay to sentence Oskar to a lifetime of bad hair. We bear the scars...
ReplyDeleteLooks like a real boy - no longer a baby! Gramsy
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