We’d been letting the boy’s hair grow out. At first the curls were cute. Then he developed the “old man” wings over each ear and people began asking “how old is she?” That did it for me.

Grandma Judy provided the hair cutting skills. Jen kept throwing things in his hands to distract him so that he’d sit relatively still. We couldn’t manage to get him to pause for pics tonight, however, but here area couple of shots:

And yes, those are socks on his hands in the first picture. Why, you ask?

They kept him busy and quiet for 15 mins. Enough said.