My poor son's silly hair has grown long and irregular and funny. We have been very reluctant to cut it, despite pleas from grandparents and great-grandparents. I didn't want my loving boy walking around in some adult cut and I didn't want to cut his little curls. So sweet. But his hair was looking sillier, and we had a hard time combing his hair without smiling. Smiling silly not smiling pleased. So Jason took Lachlan to the salon and, here we are, my little man!
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