It took me a year, but I finally got up the nerve to cut Mr.s hair. I was so worried that I would butcher it that I had been taking him to the barber shop while the razor just sat in the closet. 
But no more!Yes, this poor child (with the bald spot on his temple) has just had a hair cut from Mommy.
Mom helped me over the phone, and the best part was that I didn't have to pretend to care when he started crying and fussing. (I always feel so bad for the barber when I have to present him with a cranky three year old.)
The other bald spot is behind his ear.
It turned out better than I expected considering I had to work with him squirming around the whole time, and that difficult cowlick (he got that from me :).
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