It’s been three haircuts now since I am forced to
retire cutting my son’s hair. I started cutting his hair with just plain scissors
since he was a baby. Now he is seven, and Daddy wants him to be his barber’s
mate. Hubby cuts his hair every month and once in every two months for our son.
I guess I wouldn’t need any professional hair shears for now. I am booted as home
hairdresser of my boys. And still enjoying my old hair shears, I also cut my
own hair. Stingy me.






