Our son, the ridiculous

Sometimes it is hard to tell whether the ridiculousness is coming from the fact that he is two, or that he is Noah.

On this particular barber attempt, we had to sit him in his highchair, let him watch cars on tv, give him goldfish, cover him with a plastic bag so he would feel no hair on his neck, AND Terah had to stand nearby with a towel so that when Noah felt any hair on his hands and screamed, Terah could wipe it off.





Ridiculous!