I'm Not Happy About It....

but I did finally cut Gavin's hair.  I about threw up in my mouth when I saw the mound of curls laying beside him.  What finally did it was all the swimming we've been doing lately.  Something about needing to dunk your son's head backwards into the water so the hair isn't in his eyes just doesn't seem right.  I gave him a bag of chocolates and went to snipping.  About five minutes, or three peppermint patties later, it was done.  I hope the ringlets make a reappearance, I'm not ready to see those gone for good.