My 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.

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