It worked for Billy Ray...
...but not so much for my son.
I'm talking about a mullet.
Mmmm-hmmm. After putting it off as long as possible, I finally decided to cut Dawson's hair. After all, I never thought the day would even come, seeing as how he was relatively bald the entire first year of his life.
My original plan was to cut it while he was taking a bath, but then I realized he's never, ever still while he's in the bathtub. No workie.
So, I decided to seize the first opportunity that he was still enough. Which was, of course, while he was standing on our barstools, watching old Sesame Street episodes with his daddy on YouTube. Please excuse the large explosion of random crap in the background.
Cutting the cord...
The finished product. Dawson was relatively still the entire time, so all in all, it was a success.
What people will pay large sums of money for on E-Bay one day...
I don't like how quickly the pages in his baby book are filling up. As soon as one milestone passes, the next one is happening!
Mother's Day 2013
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