Either I block it out or honestly don’t realize how long my boys’ hair really is - until it’s poking them in the eyes. Benjamin had reached that point some time back, but unlike Jasper I cannot just turn on Cars and expect he’ll sit still with sharp scissors around. I had to do my snipping with Drew here. And that meant over the weekend. So, this past Saturday I gave him a little trim. Once again, I’ll need to make sure I dress him in gender-specific clothes for a while. Pollyanna is back in town.
Before: a “bit” of a brush-over,
and overall scraggly.
After: cautiously optimistic,
but overall pleased.
Perhaps it’s not so much Pollyanna as … the flying nun:
(Don’t worry, those flippy curls don’t show up all the time.)
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