Cut, cut, snip, snip...Mama gave me a haircut!

Last night it was decided that Ethan was in need of a haircut. I had actually decided he needed one long before now, but hadn't gotten around to making him an appointment. Then I decided not to make one because I wanted my hair to be long enough to pull back when we go to the beach. So I was glad last night when Ethan told me that I could give him a trim. I was not happy when he told me he wanted it done with scissors. Seriously?! I can't just use the trimmer? So I set in on his little head with a pair of scissors. Just a warning to others who think it's a good idea to cut their children's hair: kids are unable to sit still!

So after what seemed like forever this is what we ended up with in the tub. Scary looking, isn't it?

But this is what his head looks like.

I don't think he looks too bad. Please no comments about it being crooked or anything...I'm not blind. And in case you need me, I'm now taking appointments.