Business in the front … nothing in the back.

I guess it really is true, the second kid gets to do everything before the first one did. For Reef, that meant that yesterday he got his first haircut. Even though it's almost six months before Park succumbed to the dreaded shears and squirt bottle, we can honestly say that we waited as long as we possibly could.

You see, Reef—like Park—was born with a full head of hair and—like Park—he lost most of it. Most of it … except for one tuft at the front of his head. It didn't fall out, it just kept growing … and growing … and growing until it was basically just some sort of weird, reverse baby comb over. However, like most bad comb overs, it wasn't very believable, a good stiff wind or a little accidental disheveling and it would flop down and cover his eyes, making him look like Tim Conway from some old Dorf on Golf sketch. To make matters worse, it started developing a nice little curl and he was more and more being referred to by strangers as "she."

That was the final straw.

Luckily Park needed a trim up too, so we got a two for one.

Here is mom and Reef before.

Mid cut.

 Of course big brother was there to "help."

And it's all fun and games until someone loses an ear.

Luckily everyone made it through unscathed.