First, it was Halloween, for which I considered being a Devil:
So, I'm not a huge fan of haircuts. In fact, I haven't had one since last December, but Mom decided I needed my mop head cleaned up a little for Tante Laura's wedding next week. Guess how the stylist got me to sit in the chair & cooperate? If you guessed candy, you're right.
Curls intact. I'm all ready to be a ringbearer, yellow mouth and all.
on spongebob dance again