When haircuts go bad ...

It was time for our homemade haircuts again last night. Will has so far been spared the clippers since Tim and I LOVE his long, soft, blonde baby hair. Last night I couldn't take it anymore and took the clippers to his head.

Tim had to leave the room.

Let's just say, trying to hold a strong willed (and sweaty headed) 2 year old on your lap with one hand and cut his hair with clippers on the second was probably not my best idea yet.

The light of day today confirmed my suspicion that this was a not very good plan. Poor kid - major mullet starter kit. The back actually looks ok, the front and sides - not so much. Sort of like a peacock.





















































































Oh well ... as the saying goes, "the difference between a bad haircut and a good one is two weeks."

Hopefully, that adage will hold true here.