This picture of the Dude represents nearly 18 months of growth from when we shaved off his Christmas 2005 mohawk. The gorgeous mane of red, wavy hair had, unfortunately, earned some unwanted attention. Lucky Mark took him to the local chicken shop, where the server insulted them both in the space of one sentence by asking, "Is this your granddaughter?"
Sigh. I loved those curls. I hated sweeping them up after the haircut, which took place in the kitchen at home.
Temporarily short. This was one of the first cutting and styling efforts by Ms Nominative Determinism.Next, the clippers (pics to come).
1 comment:
owch!
not to mention the boys fragile ego. Pop!
The hair cut & kiss face paint, from you most recent post, has taken care of any lingering doubt I hope! ;)
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