First "Real" Haircut

I've trimmed Gabe's hair a few times over the months, but it became painfully obvious recently that we were going to have to take him to get a REAL haircut. My mom found this this super cute place right at the front of our subdivision. It was completely kid focused- cute chairs for them to sit in, toys to play with while waiting and even a tv screen at every station. But David and I both knew that no matter how amazing the place was Gabe would have no part of it. And boy oh boy Gabe did not disappoint. He started crying the second we sat him in the fire truck chair. He stopped crying briefly to say "Mickey" because Mickey Mouse was playing on the tv but then went right back to it. I even held him to see if that would help but nope- he just kept on screaming. The whole thing may have last 15 minutes but it was TORTURE for all of us. The good news is he was fine the minute she stopped cutting and his hair is just so cute! He looks like such a big biy now!