Like all of my boys, Walker has fine blonde hair, so all he needed was a little trim around the ears and at the neck. Memory asked me if I wanted to hold him, but I naively replied, “Let’s try the booster chair.” I should have known better.
Here we are in our capes, all ready for a little trim.
All was well until Memory brought out the scissors.
Get that camera out of my face.
All done and time to play in the kitchen.
We made it back to the house with a certificate for bravery and a few snips of hair. Katie thought he looked so cute and wondered why she hadn’t gotten it cut sooner.
To see more transformations, be sure to visit Susan at Between Naps on the Porch. I’m sure you’ll see lots of lovely make overs, but it’s a grandmother’s prerogative to assure you that none are as cute as mine.