It was mommy and daddy’s goal to cut young Maxwell’s hair after his birthday party. It was actually starting to become a battle for us to persevere until after the party. His hair was getting long and shaggy. He was starting to look unkempt, and we all know that that isn’t true. Mommy won’t let the poor kid have a visible booger in his nose for heaven’s sake.
Well, I put the clippers on 9, thinking they would stay there, however; they did not. They slipped to 1. With the first swipe of the clippers over that baby’s scalp he was balder than the day he was born…Well that analogy is stupid, because he wasn’t born bald. A better one would be balder than a baby’s butt. He had one super bald spot. It was over from that point on. I had to buzz him.
I quickly moved the clippers up to 4, in hopes that I would salvage his scalp, some how. But it was too late. So now…baby is BALD. OOPS.
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