Mr. Fancy Pants

 

Last night I cut Tiny's hair. It was wildly out of control and I couldn't stand it. I didn't feel like taking him to the hair cut store in Point Pleasant to the nice lady (as he describes haircuts). So I did what any good mother does. I bribed him with candy. Lots of candy.

 

So I know he doesn't look perfect in the picture above. But I had to share Brady's thoughts on Tiny's new hair cut.

 

Brady: "Tiny now when you get in trouble you are going to look fancy."

Tiny: Looked in the mirror and spit at himself. Then he laughed hysterically.

 

Tiny Ugg!!!

Tiny Got a Haircut

Today I decided to dress the boys up nice and try to get a picture for our Christmas card. Every year I end up with many more bloopers than good shots.  So we headed outside and this is what Tiny looked like.

He has not let me cut his hair in a very long time. It has been driving me crazy. I actually would have gotten some good pictures if only he didn't have such crazy hair!!!

 He finally broke down and realized how bad his hair looked and sat on the deck patiently while I cut his hair.