my first kinda-sorta haircut

last week, i got asked the question, "how old is she?" this crazy, old lady in the grocery store asked me that about wes even though the kid was decked out in all blue and driving the race car cart through the aisles like a mad man. i mean, come on, woman....can you even see? but when i got home, i made an appointment for him to get his first haircut on friday afternoon. however, by the time we got there, i completely chickened out! i just couldn't bring myself to cut off those blonde curls. so, i let her trim the 4 hairs that fell down in his eyes and called it a day!! i know he didn't get the full meal deal, but he didn't seem to mind at all...a sucker will work some serious magic!

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it wasn't a total loss, though, because william got a haircut while we were there. and, although he doesn't like to share his tractor or trucks with his little brother, he didn't mind letting him have a few licks of his sucker. if only it were always like this...