Surely, shearing sheep is easier, no?

My marriage has passed another Test - giving our son his first haircut.
Together.
In a small confined space known as “the bathroom”.
With a sharp object, no less.

The whole episode was fraught with more tension than if Angelina and Jennifer had arrived at the same premiere.


Fear of the Unknown.

The trepid look is the best part of this snap. Also, may I point out the appropriately placed rubber ducky?


Ignorance is bliss.

All I can do is hope he will forgive me someday for being such a cheap ass that I didn’t take him to a proper barber. The ears? He’ll have to look to his father for blame on that one.