Both of the men in my life needed haircuts this weekend. Chris believes in keeping it short, and lately Sam has been waking up with bed head. Which for some reason, I forget to fix before we leave the house. Poor kid. So, we gave them both a trim. Luckily, only one of them cried during it. After a quick shower Chris got dressed in his usual, white tee and jeans. Sam came out of his room looking surprisingly similar. Ignore the holes in the jeans. Saturdays are laundry days at our house and we're always low on clean clothes.