Today I took Grandma to get her hair cut at her regular salon in Fowlerville. Since Jack came with us, I decided to see if Jamie, Grandma's stylist, could cut his hair, too. She had some extra time, so Jack sat on my lap and had his first official haircut in time for Easter.

The before shot... "I don't wanna!"

"Mommy, what is that lady planning to do to me?"

"Why are you torturing me like this?"

"Will you be done soon?"

"I feel so different and mature. I'm ready for my GQ cover shot."
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