Haircut Day

Ollie started crying about it this morning. He says that it hurts, but we all know better. Poor Stacy. Huts will have to hogtie him while Stacy tries to cut his hair. Meanwhile, Tori will sit pretty in the seat all by herself and get her hair cut. Boy, does she need it. Her hair is a mop top mess, and she won't keep barrettes in it or pony tail holders. She yanks them out and gets fussy when you attempt to brush her hair at night. I forgot to bring new shirts for them to put on, so Ollie will complain about that and be whiny. Ugh!