... but doesn't fear Mama wielding scissors? Sure, his hair might be a little un-even, but there was no screaming, great improvements in the scruffy department and a sucker at the end. (No, the sucker wasn't me.)
p.s. That is the swept up hair, not our resident muskrat.
I see so much of you in him...especially in that first picture. Tell me, when did he grow into such a little man? (LOVE the sweater, btw.)
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