Kenny had been wanting to get Colton’s hair cut for quite some time. I was hesitant, because I liked Colton looking like a baby boy rather than a big boy.
Well, Kenny got his wish, but not the way any of us would have hoped. One morning I asked the kids to play quietly in their room – and play quietly they did. So quietly, in fact, that I had no idea they were in there cutting each other’s hair. Lovely. This little act necessitated a hair cut – by a professional. There were spots on Colton’s head that were so short, even when the stylist used a 1.5 guard there were still hairs that were shorter than what she was buzzing. And Colton only cut hair on Kennison’s left side, so she had to be evened out. I documented the whole thing – you know, for the blog.
Blessed Beyond Measure 
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