Oliver was looking pretty shaggy.
A lot shaggy!
And I declared that it was time for a haircut.
I watched tutorials.
I read multiple what-you-need-to-know-to-cut-your-kid's-hair posts online.
I tried it.
It did NOT go so well.
So we took it all off.
If you ask Oliver about his hair, he will tell you that it's all gone.
That it got buzzed.
He would be right.
I feel like his new haircut ages him by about 40 years...don't you think?
The best part about it all...he's hardly two, so he doesn't care.
Besides, it'll grow.
By December, his long curly locks will be back with a vengeance.
And I fully intend to try again...though only under the direct supervision of someone...ANYONE with more hair bending experience than me, myself, and I.