Kansas Dad and I cut First Son's hair tonight. We had to bribe him with ice cream to keep him in the chair (and coax him back each of the three times he decided he was all done and ran away), but overall I think it was a success. No one was hurt. There were no actual tears or tantrums. We saved some money and we learned a little bit. (Next time we'll keep it a little longer.)
First Daughter insisted in being in the picture, too.