Monkey1 is the story: He was shaggy. Really shaggy. And every time I asked, he insisted he liked it that way. Finally the other night he suddenly, for no apparent reason (maybe the moon was full??) announced that a haircut would be a good idea. And when The Mad Scientist heard that he said "Good! Cut it now! Before he changes his mind." So, I pulled out my scissors, trimmed the ends to a nice length, and proceeded to taper and layer until Monkey1 cried in a panic "Stop tapering!! I'm going to be bald!!" He wasn't anywhere near bald, which just goes to show how long his hair was to begin with. It's still a good two or three inches long, at least. But now it looks neat, so we're all happy.
Monkey3 is the picture:
|Before: Also very shaggy|
|After: Not Shaggy|
Thankfully he missed the part where The Mad Scientist described the really short hair as "a prison haircut." The scar is a remnant of early trauma (to his parents; he doesn't remember it), and he looks quite ferocious. I will say this for the cut, however: When he's not making ferocious faces that scrunch his eyes up, those big brown eyes he got from his daddy are pretty hard to miss, now that they're not hidden by all that hair!