When my hubby arrived home from his recent business trip last week he declared that Micah was in need of a haircut. Initially, I was in agreement because I didn’t think he would really do it. Boy was I wrong!
Last Friday afternoon, Mr. M got out his clippers and set Micah in his high chair for a cut. Now, Micah loves getting his hair brushed, so he just sat there happy as a peach with his toy in hand.
The new do is growing on me each and every day and Micah is still the sweetest little boy I could ever ask for.
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