Dear Lincoln,
You hate. hate. getting your hair cut. It's really quite obnoxious. With your uncle's wedding coming up this weekend, I've been trying to get the mop on your head tamed but oh' have you made it difficult. Today, while giving you your bath I sent you on a search for all your colored "fishies". You thought it was a fun game, but, I admit it was just a ploy to keep you busy and distracted while I trimmed the hair around your ears. (Proudly)It worked! I think you may have caught on after I left the bathroom because amongst all your splashing I heard you say, "no hair cut!"
I love you tame mane
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