My Hair (Part 2)

When last we left our hero, he was about to embark upon a perilous journey filled with scissors, clippers, and floral-patterned hydraulic chairs. If you go back a few months, you would see me agreeing on a plan with my cousin Madeline. I told her that she could practice her hair-cutting/styling skills on me after I grew my hair out for a year. She asked me when would be a year. I told her that April will mark a full year. So come forward into the present as I knock on my cousin's front door. My sister and brother-in-law were with me, son in tow. She invited us in and after a few pleasentries exchanged, we got down to business. As always, I believe that images speak louder than words. So here are the pictures that my sister took while my head became a few grams lighter. Warning: Some unintended cuteness may be perpetrated by someone other than myself.