you don't think i'm talking about my little april fool's joke, do you? oh no, i think that was hysterical. within five minutes of posting it, my land line, my cell phone, and my email were lighting up with my sweet, gullible friends and family. hee-hee!
no, i'm talking about the brash decision i made to cut jack's hair. short. myself. if you'll remember, i've taken the scissors to his mop before, but even with the mounds of curls i cut off that time, he still had plenty to spare. today, though, i lost my mind and grabbed josh's do-it-yourself clippers with the longest guard i could find. unfortunately, it cut way shorter than i expected it to. in fact, as i took the first swipe up the back of his head, abby screamed, "mommy! you're cutting his whole hair off!!" i assured her (and my sweet, now-nervous son) that i was not, in fact, cutting him bald.
just really short.
oh well. he's still super-cute...just way too big looking.
jack before mommy felt the need to save $10 by cutting his hair herself:
that's what losing four pounds of hair will get you, son.