It seems like every time I turn around Jake needs a haircut. If only his sister's hair would grow as fast. Thursday Grandma Bette mentioned to Jake that maybe when mom's at work Monday she would take him to get a hair cut. His hair was getting really long. So today as we were getting ready for the day I told Jake when we're out and about today let's get your haircut. He informed me Grandma was taking him. It's a good thing Grandma was home today so she could take him. I made the appointment. Picked up Grandma and dropped her and Jake off at dollar cuts. Marli and I were on a mission to find dance shoes. We ran in and out of store after store. We never did find any. We went and picked them up and were off to do a million other errands. Grandma treated us to lunch at Gandolfo's. I love that place everything is so yummy. We took Grandma home and Papa Bill was just getting back from a motorcycle ride. We sat in the back yard and visited for a bit. Then we had to go home and get ready for a wedding reception. Thanks mom for keeping your promise to take Jake to get a haircut.
Jake let me take his picture of his new hairdo. This is the shortest his hair has ever been. Maybe it won't get long too fast and will go all summer with nice short hair.
Jake you are one handsome dude.
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these are great memmories, these little ones never forget what you tell them. jake you are a handsome dude. grandma loves you!
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