I am pretty sure I am in trouble when Justin gets home from work and sees what I did to our second son. I may have my clipper privileges revoked. I was giving Alexander a nice summer haircut, and Jack was begging (ya know, with body language, grunts, pointing, etc.) for me to do his, too. So I DID! AHHHH!
Actually, once the shock wears off, it's sort of cute. It's always really tough to capture a haircut in photos.