He was oh, so shaggy and was beyond desperate for a hair cut. Since I'm not ashamed to bribe my kids, I told him he could have a popcicle at 9am if he let me cut his hair. Yeah, buddy -- that did the trick! I wanted to think I got the better of him, but I know he was just holding out for the goods before he agreed. :) He was still a squirmy little stinker, but he did worlds better than he normally does. And if you didn't think he could possibly get any cuter, you were wrong!
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
Asher gets a hair cut
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2 comments:
Ahh, he looks darling! Is it bad that I don't trust myself cutting my boys hair, but I can do my husbands, no problem! lol
Ahhh, such a handsome boy! I can't believe how much more grown up he looks! Good job on the haircut Hillary! I've always been too afraid to try (or should I say.. my family has been to afraid to let me try!)
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