At 21 months, Silas finally needed a haircut. (Ok, so maybe he could have used one at 19 months but I just put it off because, well, he's my baby boy!) I took him with me to see the lady who cuts my hair, Jackie, and she trimmed him right up. He sat in my lap and was so still. So good! I am so thankful that both of my boys don't mind getting their hair cut. Silas wasn't super thrilled but he endured it. And of course, he looked so. much. older. when she was done! I don't have any great before and after pictures but here are some "action shots".
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