This was the second at-home haircut August has received. After some encouraging words from my friends back home, I decided to take the plunge and cut it myself. Of course if it were to end up horribly, he would just have to wear a hat for two weeks before it all grew back. So, I said a quick prayer, stripped him down, handed him a tootsie roll pop, plopped him on an ottoman, and turned on Nick Jr, and went about my business.
Just as the sucker became a chewy choking hazard, the Blue's Clues theme song started streaming from the speakers, and the last bits of unwanted hair were floating down to meet his sugary chest. We were out of time and patience. Mission accomplished.
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