DN's hair grows so slow that we've only gotten it cut twice since the day he was born - before his birthday and last week. It's actually a good thing because cutting off his hair is as difficult as cutting off someone's inheritance. Phew.
DN tagged along when PF got his hair cut and it took two grown adults to cut his hair - one to restrain him and another to cut the hair. DN just wouldn't keep still, and he's a blur in all the photos I took.
DN stayed in the chair for about 2 minutes before squirming so hard that we had to release him, lest Kate cut his ear off.
Kate tried to tempt him with a hair roller, haha.
On CNY eve, we had dinner with both sets of grandparents and lohei-ed at DN's great-grandma's.
Here's to good health and lots of happiness in the year of the rat!
DN : "I wish for an endless supply of food!"
On CNY eve, we had reunion dinners with my parents and with PF's parents, and we also visited PF's maternal grandmother. Although it's "cooler" to scoff at all these gatherings, I actually like the idea of Going Home. When you go home, you know you'll be taken care of (i.e. FED, in our society). It's a place where you can fart, burp and pick your nose with wild abandon and know that you'll still be loved.
I hope, in thirty years, DN feels the same. :)
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