Will's First Haircut

I finally had to admit he was starting to look like a girl. In large part because people were calling him a girl (as in, "How old is she?"), even though we dressed him in jeans and black shirts with skulls and crossbones on them.

So we took him for his first haircut. Will was a rock star, as usual. Despite the fact that there were several other screamers in the salon, he never shed a tear. The same cannot be said about Mommy.

Here are some before and during shots. He's such a big boy...