Over time, they developed a giant fear of haircuts and it became impossible to take them into a salon. We resorted to Salon Baumann, which was Fab shaving their heads outside on the porch as they screamed and begged for it to stop. It was awful and heart-breaking.
A few months ago, we tried the salon again and - poof! - they were sitting in my lap again, taking a haircut.
For our first haircut in ATL, we offered the boys to sit by themselves in a booster seat. And wouldn't you know, they BOTH wanted to - and got the best haircuts of their lives with no tears, no fear .. and not even the 80s band, Tears for Fears.





Everett got an extra cape when he saw this one. Purple is his favorite color.
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Grandma and Grandpa are so proud of both of you. And you look so handsome!!!
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