Tuesday, February 18, 2014

Wog goes to the Barbers.

When Greta got her first pro cut we took her to a little girly-girl salon with rocking horse seats, suckers, and cotton candy hairspray.
But for Oliver, our manly man, we took him to Rudy's Barbershop.
No sweets, just combs, scissors, and tattoos.
He was as still as a mouse*, and came out looking some 3 years older.

Happy Barber Day Big Boy!





*To our great surprise!

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