Bowl Me Over!
Friday, February 22nd, 2008My lovely husband didn’t want to take Noah with him to the barber on his last visit, he didn’t think he needed to go. I couldn’t have disagreed more. So I took it upon myself and headed out on Wednesday for a little haircut. Unfortunately I don’t know how to “order” a man’s haircut. I asked him for a graduated step on the sides and back. I now know I should have asked for a fade or for him to just clean up the sides. What we got was a bowl cut. The good, old fashioned, bowl. And while Noah can certainly make it work he does look a little… like his dad should have taken him.