Today I went to the barber to get a haircut. I have never had a haircut before but I know Dad has them because he comes home from work with short hair sometimes. Now I know where he goes.

First Mum sat in a chair and a lady cut some of her hair. Mum was very brave and didn’t cry at all. Then it was my turn. Mum held me and the lady sprayed some water on my hair. That was fun! But then she started taking my hair and cutting it. It was all right but soon I got tired of it and wanted to go. And then she stopped.

Now my hair is shorter and doesn’t stick out everywhere when I get up in the morning. Also it doesn’t get tangled any more after the bath. Maybe next year if I am feeling brave I will have another haircut.