There's not many reasons I look forward to summer but this is one of the few things I love about summer, Tucker's buzzed head. The rule is after Easter the hair is gone. It's funny, Grandpa Sam beggs to buzz his head and last year he did but I couldn't wait, the hair had to go so I could rub his little head. Tucker wanted to do it all himself so he got the clippers first.
For whatever reason Tuck hates haircuts, he screams when the hair falls on his shoulders and we usually end up pinning him down so we can finish what we started.
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Love the buzzed heads of summer! Could that kid look anymore like his dad? Maybe when he cries? hehehe
Gotta love the buzz. He looks like a mini Chris in that picture.
Dang cute and the pink eye seems to have departed, thanks to your tender loving care of course, and eye cream. Nice make-shift garbage bag thingy (I can't for the life of me remember what it is supposed to be called, not even google helps when you don't know where to start...)
Ohhh, I loooove buzz cuts on blonde boys! They look so darn cute. Sorry you had to deal with pink eye...
Once again, I missed the fun post and commenting on the sleevless, belly showing. (Its probably a good thing) I love you honesty on this blog and your family will love it later. If I had a boy, I'd be buzzin too. Bill got buzzed every year and ended up with staff because everybody rubbed his head!
When I said Its probably a good thing its because I have a massively long story of how I got to my decision and its painful and boring to hear:-)
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