No More Bedhead

JB woke up with terrible bed head the other morning so I figured it was time to give him a hair cut. I bribed (or rewarded?) him with having a little picnic outside with a candybar and he was very agreeable during the whole haircut with an electric shaver. He enjoyed seeing his shaggy dirty (in terms of color, I promise) blonde hair fall to the ground. However, when it was done he seemed a little concerned... A series of expressive pics...