Someone’s summer ‘do was due for a haircut. 6 days out of 7 he’s in and out of the pool all day long. It’s not until Sunday morning rolls around when I’m trying to get him ready for church that I remember just how long and unruly his hair is. But then Monday rolls around and he’s back to pool hair and I forget for another week that he seriously needs a trim.
All the other kids got haircuts earlier this week since they started school on Tuesday. Briggs starts preschool on Monday so today was the day his lovely/unruly locks were chopped.
He’s looking older already!
