The prince gets a haircut.

I had to cut it. I didn't want to. But I did. It was hanging over his ears..the back was even longer, he was starting to sport the baby mullet. So it was time. He did really well, I sat him in the high chair and buzzed him. Daddy helped hold his head still.
This is before..


this is after. He wasn't crying because of his hair. He was crying because he just got taken out of the bath after the hair cut, put in pjs then in the car seat. He wanted his bottle and to go to bed, and we were making him stay up to go look at Christmas lights. Which he fell asleep before the car left our street. So I don't know what he was complaining about..haha But his hair is shorter :) and he looks so cute crying ;) Such a sad face!