Christmas Hair

I managed to put up my inside Christmas decorations this weekend. (David and I got sick before we could get the outside done and we don't want to put up a live tree this early.) I put up all the usual stuff with only a few modifications to Coey proof everything. The only thing I didn't plan on were the strands of Cohen's hair sprinkled in the mix. Let me explain. I was trying to cut the boy's superfast growing hair but he was not exactly what I would call cooperative. He didn't fight me on it, you. It was really an attitude of if you can catch me, you can cut it. I chased him all over the living room snipping chunks here and there. He would entertain himself with a toy for a moment and I would cut. Then, he'd take off for a toy across the room and I would follow him trying to cut hair along the way. So what if there's a little Cohen hair mixed into my Christmas decor? The important thing is that I got the job done and I actually like his hair cut.