

My dad and grandpa were outvoted like 100 to two. A lot of people gave their opinions about my hair but in the end it was my mom who finally decided to take me for a cut. I watched other kids have their turn and I have to say it didn't seem so bad. So I sat on mom's lap and let the man do his thing. Of course, I had to prove dad wrong and sit still. In the end the price I paid with some of my curls was WELL worth the blue tootsie pop I got. I don't know how many licks it took but I got down to the stick thank you very much.