This past Thursday was the day. The day we were finally brave enough to take Will to the barber for a real haircut. It was time...I mean, look at that crazy do. It looked like a puffy rat's nest disaster every time he would wake up. We have just been scared of what he would do in the barber's chair, and we weren't really sure what to do or how to style his fine, baby hair.
Both boys got their hair cut at the same time. Matt sat still like a big boy, grinning at himself in the mirror. Will did his best to make an escape as the barber was tying him to the chair with a smock, but Steven & I were there to hold him still. I went ahead and let him have his lollipop. It worked well, but Will never took the thing out of his mouth which would have been okay but he also decided not to swallow. So he sat there drooling as his hair fell all around him. Well, whatever, it worked...he made it through without screaming, and he looks so handsome! 
A great improvement, I think we'll all agree. He looks older to me now, but I like it!
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