Zach's hair was getting pretty long, pretty crazy and I set up an appointment to get it cut. He told me he wanted it short and we took a reference to the salon. Half way through the cut he started getting nervous that it was "too short" so she left it at the length she had been cutting and didn't got any shorter. I think he should have gone shorter like the picture we brought in, but he didn't want to and it's his hair after all. It's just hard not having long hair, but not having short because he doesn't like me to "do" his hair, so this length looks messy ;)
We also had such a fun time at the salson. There were 3 other woman there (2 being hair stylist and 1 being a lady getting her hair curled) and they were joking around with Zach about how cute he was going to look and "what will the girls say at school when they see him" and he was just giggling and smiling. We played "rock, paper, scissors" while waiting our turn and were laughing with each other. We got in the car when we were done and Zach said "I had a fun time there" and couldn't stop giggling about "what the grown ups were talking about". It was fun!
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