This is a touch old, but I figure the picture is cute enough to warrant an update.
X was born with a mullet, which we bemoaned daily for 13 months. At the beginning of September we took him in for his first cut. He’s such a little guy that the barber had him sit on my lap. He actually weathered it a lot better than I ever did. Even when the squirm-inducing clippers came out he barely complained – just a few giggles.
Freshly de-mulleted, we took him home, and Dad made a few alterations.
In addition to X’s first trip to the Barber, Sarah also swung a significant cut this weekend. Here are a couple of before and after shots. She figures that the last time her hair was this short, she was Xavier’s age.