We couldn't wait any longer. Originally, we had wanted to wait until I-guy was two before we cut his soft, pretty little tresses. Well, one month early, we just couldn't take the scraggly look any longer. Most of the time he has some type of food bits dangling from the back of his mullet-like hair-do. YUK! 
So in the chair he was strapped and wrapped up.
So in the chair he was strapped and wrapped up.
He kept wanting to look back at me to see what I was doing.
He was very good sport too, I might add. No crying or screaming. Just a little wiggling.
Ten minutes later we were done. YEAH!!!
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