My Little Boy

Emilie and I tried to give Matthew a haircut last night. I trimmed up the sides and back and Emilie wanted to give it a go with a comb and scissors. He was fine until Emilie got near him with the scissors, at which point he wouldn't sit still for anything. Emilie's valiant attempts at even and well blended cutting were in vain, and we ended up just buzzing his head.

He doesn't look quite the same...