Since I didn't have the guts to do it by myself, I waited for Grandma to come out to help me cut Edison's hair. We had to stand him up in front of the window to get him to hold somewhat still. He called out all the buses that drove by and we trimmed his hair. Grandma did a great job with the sides, but I have to say that I totally butchered the front. Oh well, boys hair grows fast.
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