Mummy thought my hair was getting too long. Daddy didn't mind, he thought my curls were cute. I liked to wrap my finger in my curls. But Mummy said I had to get my hair cut some time and so Daddy said ok.
Mummy put me in my high chair and sat me in front of the mirror. Abigail took lots of pictures of me getting my hair cut. She did a really good job don't you think?
I didn't stop moving the whole time even though the photos don't show that.
My Mummy did a good job and my Daddy says my curls will grow back.