Or perhaps a more accurate title is: My boys have been hacked!
Or maybe just: My baby boy was hacked!
For the past couple of summers, I've given Jack a short hair cut just to help combat the little boy stink unique scent that tends to accompany boys. This summer, I was planning on letting it grow longer but he asked to have it short. So, following his birthday dinner at Orient Express and then dessert at Yoforia, we all went out on the deck to watch the transformation.
He went from this
I, personally, think he looks cute with a buzz cut and he loved it.
Then, completely against my will, my husband decided to hack of my sweet Charlie's beautiful baby locks. Ok, I might have consented in one brief moment of insanity that I will regret forever.
I admit, he was getting a little shaggy looking.
And don't even get me started on the sweaty mop that was his head when he would come inside from playing.
But I just wasn't ready for my little baby boy to go from this
Sigh. At least they are both happy.
even though I feel like this.
(Alex took this right after the first few locks were shorn, which is why his head still looks funny.)