Michael is the only person in the house who regularly gets a hair cut. I'm lucky if I remember to get mine cut twice a year, and the kids think themselves lucky if we only cut their hair about the same.
So it came about that is was one of those days where the kids needed a trim. We don't take our kids to the hairdresser, we cut their hair ourselves. On this day they only were happy for Michael to wield the scissors. Milly went first and came away with a short bob. Then it was Henry's turn. We gave him the choice of just having a trim or getting the clippers out and having a hair cut as short as Michaels. To our surprise he chose the clippers.
I was mortified. I love Henry's hair when it is long and he has never had it shawn short.
I found it hard to watch as his beautiful honey coloured hair fell to the ground. But as Michael worked the clippers suddenly Henry's gorgeous face could be seen a bit more. When it was all done it was a very different looking Henry.
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