So, I’ve had a head of hair from day one, and when 9 months came and passed, it seemed that the time was right for a hair cut. Mommy did the honors while Daddy held my hands and took pictures. I did not find the experience of a haircut all too bad. It was not as fun as standing or eating watermelon, but I guess staying fashionable comes with a price. I am now one stylin’ little dude!
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| Yes, at only 9 months this is how long my hair is! No tricks of the light here, this is pure, 100% baby hair. |
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| After rigorous tryouts, Mom ended up being my personal hairstylist of choice due to her impeccable form, as demonstrated here. |
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After all that hard work growing hair, it’s back to square one. |
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Oh ya, the style is starting to take form! |
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Mom combing my hair to cut with precision. Man she’s good! |
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