sam sam needed a bang trim, and i figured i could trim it, and buy us a few more weeks before scheduling a real haircut. so i grabbed the kitchen scissors and took a little off the top.
it seemed fine, until i stood back. holy bad haircuts batman!
i would like to blame the seventeen million cowlicks he has in the front of his head, but really, i have zero talent for cutting hair.
thankfully, there are a handful of barbershops nearby.
barbershops with trained professionals who handily repaired the damage, and were kind enough not to mock.
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Omigod! I can't believe it was salvagable! That was seriously bad scissormanship! But the after shot is perfect...whew.
we had the opposite at our house last weekend. i sent farris to take everett to get his hair cut. i have spent the last several days correcting the professional's "work." when i asked farris what kind of directions he gave the barber, he looked at me like i was insane. "directions? i just said, 'clean it up.'" last time i let the boys out of the house together!
ps same looks so handsome (and grown-up).!
i wish that i had photo stills of my face as i realized what i had done.
oh, the horror!
thank goodness for trained professionals!!
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