My First Haircut

So, my Mom brought me to this place today. It has a jeep.

It's kinda cool I guess.

I dunno, maybe a little boring.

Whoah! What the heck is that?

What is this thing? I hate it! 

I do NOT want to wear this! You really think the little cars make me feel better?

I need to walk around for a minute. Just leave me alone.

I think I could escape through here. But there's a lady guarding the door!

Okay, so I made it out of there alive, and my hair is a little shorter.
But, my mom had to let me play in the sink to get the back of it trimmed. I took my shirt off.

 

See?