Haircut

Today, because Danny kept crying, "I don't want to go to the Kids Club!!" (the gym), we went to get his haircut instead. He started out mildly concerned, and by the end of the cut he was clawing his way out of his cool firetruck barber's chair. Wish my phone would have taken clearer pics, but oh well! I keep telling Danny what "handsome hair" he has, and he thinks that's pretty cool :)