Tin’s first haircut
My baby went in for a haircut today and it was quite exciting. I took him to the Quarter to this salon that I have passed when I’ve been headed down Iberville, where, at night, the chandeliers are all lit up and gorgeous black women and men are sitting there in all sorts of stages of hair dressing. Cyril cut his hair and framed him up a little, although I was less inclined to this part as it meant cutting off his baby hair (not ready for that yet). But he was a champ and at the end of the day he emerged even more handsome than he went in. Since I went in earlier to get my hair blow dried by Agnes, we both are having a good hair day.
