After putting off another chopped "mommy cut" for so long, we finally took Rob in for his very first professional haircut. It's not perfect by any means (it's difficult to trim a moving object), but he did beautifully for the hairstylist, only fussing a little twice during the whole experience. He didn't mind the scissors and comb, but didn't want to have anything to do with the clippers. She didn't even have to turn it on for him to make it very clear that he did not approve. So, the haircut was cut short (ha...punny). I think he still looks quite dapper and oh-so grown up.
