Buzz Cut

It’s been a little over a month since Jack had his last haircut, so we’ve been talking a bit about getting another one. Yesterday when Jack woke up from his nap he said, “let’s go give me a buzz cut like Daddy’s.” I asked him if he was sure because it meant that we’d have to use the clippers—a sound that has frightened him. He said that he wanted to do it, and have a smoothie popsicle, of course. He helped set up his chair outside and he sat there while I buzzed his head. He was so excited when he looked in the mirror and saw that his hair looked like Daddy’s.