What better way to ring in the new year than with a new haircut. I gave up fighting over this whole hair thing several weeks ago. It's hard to argue with a bald man who has a passion to live vicariously through his son's blonde mane. To his credit, he does typically agree with me when I say that Canon at least needs a haircut. He just insists on choosing the style and, so far, actually doing the cutting himself.
We have found that the best way to keep Canon calm is to give him an iPhone and let him hunt through his favorite apps. On this particular day, he found the camera on my phone and began to take the same picture over and over. Here are a few pieces of his art work.
In the end, I reserve the right to tease Barry about how much I hate the cut. The only rule is that I am not allowed to make any changes to his masterpiece. I can't wait until the day when he will sit calmly in a chair to let a professional take over this job. This cut, as you can see below, was particularly uneven and horrid, and all baby-ish-ness that Canon used to have is now officially gone. But he's still the cutest kid I've ever seen!
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