happy haircut?
















Today Lewis had his first haircut at Bonita Jo's Barber Shop just off the square. It was a father-son bonding time. Here is the before picture:

















Here are Justin and Lewis after both of them got haircuts:





















Apparently Lewis did not enjoy the experience overall. Maybe Justin will post his first-hand comments on the matter. But I think this picture is the "Why did I have to get my hair cut?" look.

APPENDIX: Justin here... Yeah, Lewis was a little frightened at the barber shop, at least at first. I don't know if it was the absolute silence of the place, or the shiny hospital-esque floor, or the fact that the barber was a 250-lb. dude with a shaved head and many tattoos. But once Lewis had flailed and yelled for a while, I guess he got tired; once I started singing "ABCD" to him over and over, he just looked at the window--probably dreaming he was in some far-off land, a land with no scissors and no diapers, a land where he could watch Baby Einstein all day long (instead of the 30 min. a day we allow him), a land where he could fall and fall and never hit his head.

Well, his hair's cut! And he looks fabulous. 

--Justin