Resist though I might, it had to happen sooner or later. The onset of hot weather forced my hand, since every time Ian would get hot and sweaty, his longest curls would get very badly tangled and no one was enjoying the combing-out process. So Mommy’s Barber Shop opened for business today and trimmed Ian’s topknot. Mommy survived. Ian could care less.
For giggles, take the time machine back approximately one year.
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