Wes' hair was getting a little hippie-ish, and I haven't taken him to the kids' salon in the mall because I'm afraid they'll make him look like a dork. They sent out a promotion to our house with a picture of a boy with a haircut, and he looked like he walked out of 1991. It as awful. But I decided to finally bite the bullet and give it the old college try. Now I'm not about to go apply at Fantastic Sam's, but I have to admit hat it turned out...decent! Special shout out to those who make it possible: Sesame Street, NutriGrain Bars (bribe) and my Fiskars sewing scissors.
Later this afternoon, Wes discovered his shadow for the first time. Now how cute is that?