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He Cut It

Finally, after many months of "encouragement", he cut it back to the when-we-got-married length. I'm not sure what his motives were with the long hair; he didn't discuss it with me. He just knew I wanted it shorter and didn't feel like giving it to me until last week. He recently cut the sides down (to minimize the helmet look) so it's not a true before and after, but it's good enough to give you an idea. I know his mother was almost as happy as me. Almost.

Before . . .



After . . . 


And you know it's amazing he even let me get these pictures right? I guess this goes on his "remember that one time I did something for you" list. But you should have seen him: "Only on the couch, only holding Lexi, you have to do it right now or you'll lose your chance" and blah blah blah who looks at the camera anymore? Uncool people, apparently.

Kuddos to a man who can cut his own hair. I attempted to help once. I've never done it since…



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  1. Yay! Tell Eric it looks more professional! It took Greg and I being dirt poor (bad hair cuts at great clips certainly helped) for Greg to let me cut his hair. Last time I actually got a complement from him! Now days, I will cut it most often and then he will treat himself to a barber shop cut once in awhile. Funny, though!

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