Mommy decided that today was the day for my first professional haircut.
I wasn’t so sure!
So, Daddy came and sat in the chair with me. That made me feel a little better.
This brush tickled! But, it was fun!
I kept tickling my chin. At least I tried to be happy with all that was going on.
I thought maybe I could hide behind the brush.
But, the person cutting my hair, kept finding me.
What do you think? Am I looking better? I think Mommy thought I was beginning to look like a girl. NEVER!
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