Well, my wife beat me to post it, but my son and I finally got haircuts. Those of you who know me also know I have a tendency to wait awhile between haircuts…a long while. My hair usually grows at least one, if not two inches between cuts. I know, bad habit. But haircuts are a nuisance in my mind. They take time out of my already busy schedule and, this is even worse in my mind, they’re slightly expensive. So when my son’s hair begun covering his eyes and his sideburns had grown lower than his ears, my wife began to pressure me for us both to get a haircut. You see, the last time I got mine cut was when we took him for his second cut, and we just decided I would get mine cut as well – mainly because we were there and could just get it done.
So here’s what we looked like:

And then after the cuts:

And I promise to try and not wait so long between cuts next time…try…but its such a stinkin annoyance…
