I knew Cooper’s hair was getting really long. I knew he had a mullet. I knew he had a rat tail. But I also knew that he has very fine, blond hair and he really doesn’t have much of it. It took my neighbor saying to me over the weekend, “hey, keeping those Georgia roots with the rat tail, huh?” to make me actually realize, he needed a cut. Bad.
Hubs and I decided we were going to do it ourselves, and here is the outcome.
Of course I will save all of this forever!