The picture above shows me in all my long-haired glory. (The mad scientist look as Grandpa Bill says). Well, Mom and Dad apparently thought I needed a haircut, so Dad gave me one last night. See, no more hair in my eyes! I wriggled through the entire experience, but I am happy to say that he did not give me any cuts. In the picture below you can see my new do!
Mom thinks I look very grown up and more like a little boy than a baby now. Dad is very proud of his handiwork.
