I gave Tucker his most successful haircut this morning. I'd been waiting for him to get involved in bathtime fun to attack his ever-growing floppy mop... but he has not been that interested in baths lately. Mostly he wants to jump out as soon as possible so he can get wrapped up in his yellow towels.
So I tried another tactic today: I sat him down in his high chair and gave him a lollipop. (Sugar may be an inflammatory agent, but it sure helps with hair cuts!)
His dad is sad Tucker no longer has a mullet, but I'm pretty proud of my mad hair cutting skills. :)
