Over the past few months, John and I have gotten very tired of hearing how cute SHE is. One day I was in the grocery store. James was wearing a brown, camo shirt. The cashier commented that SHE was so PRETTY. AH! So, we decided maybe it was time for a hair cut. *sniff sniff*
James was a champ! No crying or screaming. He did, however, growl at the lady when she used the razor on him.

All done!

He was such a good boy, that they even gave him this certificate; notice his sweet little baby hair in the bottom right corner.
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