So when Ty's hair started to grow into a funky little surfer 'do, it HAD to go. I mean, at first the little mohawk on top was cute, but then it got OC and it would stick out in the back too, with random tufts of hair poofing out here and there. Sorry to say it little man, but it was pretty rough for a while. I tried to take some before pics but they don't do the level of scraggliness justice.
From the moment we walked in, Ty knew something was up. When he sat down in the chair, panic set in.
Even the yummy sucker I brought didn't help ease the pain. It just helped to collect random hair clippings: on the sucker, his face, and his chubby little hands.
I've been going to Tamara for ever, Noelle went there for her first haircut, and so it was natural Ty would too. Bless this woman's heart. Ty threw a fit of epic proportions and I'm still not sure how he managed to get a decent looking cut while he thrashed about. Of course, I was no help because I was too busy taking pictures and trying to grab all the locks to keep in baggie for sentimental value. (No, I don't like long hair but a milestone is a milestone and I got a LOT of clippings, ha ha.)
Oh and I just L.O.V.E. this pic. That big 'ole pouting lip gets me every time!!
And just because she is a beauty, here is a pic of Noelle. I know I'm biased, but damn, this girl is gorgeous! She looks like a porcelain doll with her blue eyes, perfect skin and perfect hair. Seriously, we are in trouble when this wee one gets older!
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