The Barber Shop

I had decided to let Dylan's hair grow indefinitely to see just what it would do. Would there be curls? Would it stand up in funny places? There were so many possibilities with that red mop of his. But after months of letting it grow (no curls, no cowlicks, just long) I finally gave in and let him get a "real" haircut. Neither of my kids have ever had a real haircut before, I've always just trimmed it up in the bathroom. But we haven't had very good luck with Dylan's haircuts. 

Except when we shaved a mohawk in it.

That was awesome.

So Grandma Carol, Grandma Charlene and Grandpa Yo-Yo (aka Dave) took Dylan to the barber a couple weeks ago. He started out okay, but ended up getting a little nervous, so always to the rescue, Yo-Yo sat in the chair with him. Now my little guy looks nice and cleaned up. But he's still a demon.  And I still love him!!