Mama gets scissor happy-Henry.

Tonight before bath, mama decided to trim up the mullet on the back of my head. This is what I looked like before.

She was having such a good time trimming that she decided to continue to the rest of my head. Maybe it was because she always wanted to try to cut hair and a three-year-old isn't going to care how bad it looks afterward. Maybe it was payback for when I peed on the floor this afternoon.





Here's the finished result....

Hey, who's that charming guy?

Granted, it's no Grandma cut, but I don't think it's too bad for a first time stylist.