"You need to cut your hair Dad," says Stephanie after our hike up the mountain. "You think so?" (As if I haven't been telling him this for weeks).....but I know a opportunity when I see one....I sprint for the bathroom and pulled out the clippers.
Soon after all four of us are squeezed into the bathroom. Stephanie, who has no prior experience putting clippers to a man's head, took the first round at Jay's wild waves. (Notice David's supportive hand on Jay's back)
Soon David took over for the finishing touches.
When Jay stepped away all safely shorn David stepped up and put the clippers to his own locks. "I'm in a wedding on Sunday," says he.
With David sheering himself I grab the tweezers and hand them over to Steph and she instinctively goes for the long gray eyebrow hairs going every which way on her dad's forehead.
After the eyebrows are tamed Steph steps up again and helps with the back of David's head. Up to this point I've been perfectly happy to supervise, shoot some pictures, and enjoy this quirky family bonding moment.
(How lovely, a picture of me with the toilet!)
But wait....David calls me in for the finishing touches 'round the ears...so now we've all had our hands or heads in this hair-cut extravaganza.
