Ordinary days...

Most of my days are made up of ordinary moments and cutting hair for all the boys in the house has become quite ordinary. As cute and endearing as a shaggy mop is on a sweet little boy, the amount of sweat that is generated is not so cute. Each time Mr. B stepped outside or woke up from a nap his head was covered in sweat. And despite family members pleas to keep it long, it had to go - he didn't seem too disappointed to see it go. Winter will be a better time to grow his hair out.