1) Mitchell was so excited for his turn to get his hair cut that he was pushing Sheridan off prematurely.
2) Then he saw the clippers/scissors and decided they were ok until they got within 6 inches of his head.
3) Resigned to his fate. There are actually lots of blurry pictures (an ear here, a cheek in another) that show the physical struggle M put up, but in the end (and this was no where near the end) we did manage to get somewhat of a decent cut.
My goal is to someday have a haircut day where no one whines--or at least where no one bursts into tears. Sigh.

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