




What do you do when your three year old cuts her hair and your two year old freaks out every time you get close to him with the buzzer? Well for awhile I did nothing and let them look like motherless children. But on the 24th enough was enough! (And plus I had a coupon!) We went to Cookie Cutters and Phoebe got the cutest Bob! The hair that she cut is now the length of the Bob so it worked out. Booba still didn't like it but the hairdresser persevered while I held his head still. And plus both of them did well with a little friendly bribery. It's called a balloon, a sucker, a video, a ride in a car. I think we'll be going there again.
