Matthew's First Haircut

Well, Rob finally got tired of Matthew's hockey hair, so we took him to get it cut on Friday. We went in with an '80's rockin' mullet and came out with a certificate of bravery, a million pictures and a cute little boy -- my "baby" no longer :(


We went to a special kids place with TVs at every station (Backyardigans was a good choice for us; Daniel Cook weirds me out) and a different "mode of transportation" as the seats. Matthew didn't blink an eye, except when they wanted to put the cape on him. He ripped that thing off like it was burning his neck. It took less than half and hour for the transfomation, but it will take a lifetime for Rob's mom to forgive us for not waiting to see if he got ringlets. Sorry Dee, we just didn't want to take the risk of rat tail formation instead!

They even spiked it with gel. Yep, that's right. Our kid's a stud.

Maybe when he makes it to the NHL he'll grow it out for playoffs and we'll see about those ringlets! (God forbid he should end up looking like Jaromir Jagr of '96!!)