Cut it yourself

Another post that was featured on facebook yesterday evening, but needs to be popped somewhere less transient for purposes of posterity.

I got home last night to discover that while the babysitter had been making the kids’ dinner, Alex had cut his own fringe.

He was extremely proud, as you can see from the huge grin above. Some words were had, mainly about the presence of scissors (albeit safety scissors) near his eyes, but I believe that this is actually a rite of passage of sorts.

After all, it’s not like his Dad hasn’t had his fair share of dodgy haircuts over the years…