1st Haircut

For the past 2 weeks I have been trying to coordinate a haircut for the P-man. However, Matt wanted to be present for the event and this left us with very few overlapping time slots, all of which Preston ended up napping through, or being too cranky to even try it. So, in anticipation of attending a big event tomorrow (my best friend's baby shower!), I finally said screw it, and did it myself yesterday. I wheeled his highchair onto the back porch, plopped him in, gave him a handful of Teddy Grahams, and unleashed my best Edward Scissorhands.


Pre-cut:

the lack of photo cooperation here lent itself to good hair shots...

Post-cut:

"mmm multigrain bread. my favorite."

half a peek-a-boo. or it might have been a misguided kiss-blowing attempt.

None of the pre- pictures give a good sense of how long his bangs were, which was really my justification for doing it myself, in the end. But they were starting to get in his eyes. It probably bugged me more than him, but now he looks a little more kempt. Which makes us look like better parents... and that's all I'm really aiming for in the end.