David has been on me to cut Preston's hair and I have been refusing for many months now. I want a surfer boy..I have said that, since living in Japan, because little boys keep their hair longer there and I love it. David actually likes the longer styles too, but apparently P's is a little too long. So..we had a big debate about when we should cut his hair and my mom argued that it would only be fair to do it when David was still here. So we got out the bribes (cookies, one for each hand), the hair scissors, and a water bottle. I got five good cuts in and called it a day. He pretty much hated everything about it except the cookies. All I heard was no, no, no, NOOOOOO, with his hand pushing me away. His bangs are not in his eyes and his curls still exist....YEAHHHH!!! It is ironic that David wasn't even around when I finally got the nerve to do it. Now, he looks like a little girl even more...Poor poor P!
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