Yesterday, Mommy and Poppa took me for my first haircut. Mommy said I was looking shaggy. Even though five months is early for a first haircut, it was time for me to go. It wasn't scary at all. I was a very good boy, just sitting on Poppa's lap and looking around. Then, I got a certificate from the barber saying I was very brave.
My barber (and Poppa's) is Mr. Steve Payne at Fountain Gate Barber Shop. It's a great, friendly place with the old-fashioned barber pole, a coin-operated horse, toys, and lots of nice people. Mommy said when I'm old enough, Poppa and I will go together and play at Fountain City Park afterwards. I can't wait!
