Z's first haircut and other well groomed guys

My guys have been growing out their summer 'dos for a while now, and it's been driving my poor mother nuts. However now that we've experienced a whisper of Spring and the bangs were almost in the kids' eyes, it's time for haircuts. I think the results are rather fabulous. Enjoy.

Shaggy Saturday 2/13/10 - Kids watching Daddy play a video game












Handsome hubby and A on 2/14/10 - What a great Valentine's Day gift












2/18/10 Z was a bit unhappy during the cut


















Playing at the library after the cut (oops! forgot to deal with the red-eye.)

Tiny Arms story

As heard in the car tonight between Daddy and A:

A: Don't throw a fit, Daddy.
Daddy: *Laughs.*
A: I'll take your fit and throw it in the trash. And you won't be able to find it.
Daddy: What if I look in the trash?
A: You could find it, but you can't reach it.
Daddy: Why not?
A: Because you have tiny arms.
D: I have tiny arms?
A: Yes.
D: How did I get tiny arms?
A: A lobster cut them off.
D: A lobster? Was this a big lobster?
A: No, it was a tiny lobster.
D: Wow, that must've taken a really long time for a tiny lobster to cut off my arms.
A: Yeah. Um. No. It was a huge and huge and huge n' huge n' hugenhugenhugenhugenHUGE lobster.
D: Oh, that's good.
A: Yep. The lobster just cut 'em right off.

Thank goodness for the imagination of the young. Love it!

p.s. In case you're wondering, "Don't throw a fit" is a borrowed phrase from one of A's preschool teachers, Miss M. He uses it a lot these days.