I took you to your first haircut this morning. We saved a little baggie of it at Mommy's request.
You sat in a little blue tractor near a teevee with the teletubbies on, but you weren't pleased by the process. You generally resisted and struggled throughout a long three minutes.
After, you played with some of their toys, and pooped.
Then we went home for a snack and some pictures.
When Mommy got home from her bike ride and saw you, she was so taken by your little boy charm that she almost cried.
Dad
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