New HOT summer looks

Today we decided it was time to get our hair cut. We found a reasonably priced salon nearby and took Leah with us. She stood on my lap while the lady shampooed by hair and was so fascinated by the water sprayer that she kept leaning forward to grab it. Then while the lady cut my hair, she sat quietly in her stroller while I fed her Cheerios. I was relatively pleased with the outcome. I wanted something easy to fix and still long enough to pull back into a ponytail (my usual hairstyle during the summer).

Meanwhile, Logan was getting his hair cut, and we didn't see each other until we were both done. And you will see for yourself that it's considerably shorter. I think it took Leah a few minutes to realize it was her dad and not some strange guy. Logan wasn't very happy about his cut because it was blended way to short on the sides. He said he's never going to let a pregnant lady cut his hair again. He remembered how scatterbrained I was when I was pregnant, and he vowed not to go back to the same girl or any other pregnant woman.

In a completely unrelated matter, everything is going well since Logan joined the army. (He thinks his new haircut is an army cut, but both Haley and I agree that Logan still looks handsome, and we're not just saying it to be nice.)

Let him know what you think about his stylin' new do by leaving a comment.


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