Beetle left me home from Church with Brigham and Simon on the first Sunday of the New Year. Brigham had a bad cold and Simon isn't the easiest of kids at church so he stayed home too. I decided this would be a good time for hair cuts, they were both in need of them.
I started off with Brigham. I only know how to do one hair cut well and it's with the clippers. It's hit and miss whenever I cut Simon's hair cause Beetle never allows the clippers. I really wasn't planning on doing the chop-chop until I looked at Simon in the mirror. I was thinking I did not want to spend the next hour trying to give him the "perfect" hair cut. I had the clippers in hand and I knew the clippers only take me 10 min. tops. plus it was great timing, no one was home to talk me out of it. So....Chop! Chop! No going back now;)
When I finished, Simon looked in the mirror and had the most confused look on his face. He looked at himself and said "I SIMON." I replied "yeah, your still Simon." I kind of started to worry like maybe he needed counseling or something before I did something so drastic. For about the first half hour after he kept putting his hands on his head.
The last time we saw Simon with hair this short he was seven months old!!!
I felt like I had his little Baby Face back again (:
Annabelle and Benson were laughing/crying. They were pretty much in shock too. Benson said "WHY did you cut his BEAUTIFUL, GOLDEN, HAIR?" Don't worry guys, hair this Awesome always grows back.