Eli got an actual haircut today. I’ve been holding out as long as possible, but Mike’s been nagging me. Mike is on vacation this week, and the nagging was quickly turning into threats of him cutting it himself. We found ourselves by a Cookie Cutters today, so I opted for the lesser of two evils. I felt bad for the poor stylist, who had to listen to 5 minutes of arguing about whether to trim it above or below the ears. I won, so there are remnants of the curls. He did well once we gave him a sucker. It will take some getting used to, but I think I’ll be ok. Sniff sniff.