We took Trevor to a "real" hair salon for a haircut - mom's hack job just wasn't cutting it anymore. The back was too curly, wispy, and long, and the front was out of control (as you can probably see from some past pictures). He did great, the whole thing took about 10 minutes with the world's fastest hairstylist, and he looks like such a big boy afterwards!!!!
Sitting in a yellow race car was a sure-fire hit - he had many cars and trucks, and even sported the poncho like a stud. Now for the cutting to begin...
Uh - this thing is tickling my head. What is going on?
This look of bewilderment was present almost the whole time...
I get cookies at the end? SWEET! I can handle a haircut like that!
Sitting in a yellow race car was a sure-fire hit - he had many cars and trucks, and even sported the poncho like a stud. Now for the cutting to begin...
Uh - this thing is tickling my head. What is going on?
This look of bewilderment was present almost the whole time...
I get cookies at the end? SWEET! I can handle a haircut like that! 
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