Haircut Time

So, today has been a busy day. Robby finally got T.S. to sit still for a haircut. You can probably tell from the pictures that this is not T.S.'s favorite thing to do.

As you know, T.S. doesn't like having his picture made either. I was chasing him around the house to take the "after" picture (for a before one, see today's earlier post--he wouldn't pose for that either) and what followed was probably similar to celebrities being chased by the paparazzi. He shoved the camera away (thus the hand picture) and ended up falling and hitting his head on the coffee table (thus the tears in the final picture). He decided he was okay and up for a game of "tickle time." That's when I got the last picture.

Why my kids beg to be tickled is beyond me. I view being tickled as a form of torture. But that is a game Robby and the kids have always played together. Surprisingly, it even has some rules.