After taking some cute pictures of Jacob this morning, I decided his hair was getting crazy enough for a haircut.
Look at that frizziness!
was giving Daron a haircut today anyway so we stripped Jacob down to
his diaper and put him on Daddy's lap for the haircut. He was tired and
hungry and didn't take very well to a buzzing razor near his ears. He
kept turning to look at me and the result was a bit choppy.
Pointing the accusatory finger at me.
It still sticks out. It's just shorter now.
Later in the day, I think he forgave me. What a silly grin!