Hair Today, Gone Tomorrow

With all the talk about walking, I haven't had time to tell you I got my hair cut on Thursday! The faux hawk is back people. It was just getting too long where it wouldn't stay up anymore.

I guess you could say I did OK at the beauty salon. I didn't mind it at first, as you see above. Then as soon as he put that cape thing on me, I was not cool with that. I stuck my lip out and started crying like it was the saddest thing that ever happened. After being distracted and settling down it was too bad. Although I had to show the barber guy how to use a comb!

Here's another angle of the finished product. The best part of the trip was I got a sucker, and a bottle of my OWN gel for my hair so I don't have to sneak Dad's all the time.

In a week to ten days,

HAJ