More Haircut Adventures

I piled all the kids in the van yesterday and we headed to the "Kid Hair Salon." S wanted her hair cut short. She always does. I always talk her out of it. After her hair was washed, they told us they were going to measure her hair to see if it was long enough for "Locks of Love." She's always wanted to do this, but it's never been long enough. So, what could I say when they said it was long enough? She happily cut off the required ten inches. I guess the hair combing battles are over for a while. And it's fun to know that someone will get her hair.


The boys. Their hair always grows so quickly. R is usually sporting a wicked tail in the back (unintentionally, of course). He decided on "red spiky hair." The salon adds fun things as a part of the haircut, so he got it. Notice the red drips all over his face? He got caught in a rain storm after going to a baseball game with his dad. Also, notice how his hair LOOKS COMPLETELY CROOKED? He has CRAZY cowlicks. It always looks fine when he's sitting in the chair. Then when we get home he looks like Lloyd Christmas.


Don't get me started on Baby Lu's haircuts. He looks older every day and it makes me so sad.