I took Jacob to get his hair cut yesterday after school, but there was a half hour wait. His hair was so long, I could probably braid it around his ears. Greg has cut hair before, so I called and asked him if he would cut Jake's hair when he got home. He agreed. When he started cutting, Jacob, being the calm and collected kid that he is, completely wigged out on us. He was screaming and flailing around like a nut ball because some hair had gotten down his shirt. Now, I know that hair is incredibly itchy, but keep in mind that Jacob also has quite the knack for drama. Long story short, the haircut was uneven, and got progressively shorter until, well, you see the finished product. My mom said he won't need another hair cut until July. I think she might be right.
Jacob, straight out of Auschwitz.(Those marks around his neck are from him violently scratching himself!)
Trying to get a little closer.
Angry before it even began.
Trying to get a little closer.
Angry before it even began.
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