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You know, I love long hair on a man. Grown-up Jesus had long hair...


So you have all witness the BEFORE, now behold the magnificence and transformative beauty of the AFTER!

I must give great credit to the proud and dignified conduct of my oldest baby, Henry [despite what he says, he'll always be my baby] upon getting his hair cut yesterday evening. He was tremendous. I hope that his keen supporters based in the subcontinent don't feel too let down by his neater appearance. Don't worry ladies, it won't last for long!

Anyway, I have a whole bank of photos left to post, so we'll be seeing long haired Henry for a little while yet...

Comments

Heh -- my "baby" is now 6' 3" tall. You are right, he will always be the "baby"!
Kris McCracken said…
ITR,M, my baby is nigh on one metre and not even three yet. I'm 6' 4", but reckon Henry will be towering over me by age 13.

And he'll still me my baby!
Priyanka Khot said…
I love the new look! I am no fan of long hair or boys... call me traditional, but i like the neat cropped look! He looks so dashing and now we can see his eyes too :D
Frankie / Nick said…
A very handsome fellow you have there indeed. Thank you for visiting our blog.
We will to be seeing you again.
Sarah said…
In both models he is cute!
Roddy said…
Doesn't he look so grown up?
The long hair will come and go I'm sure. Only time and Henry will determine the length of time and hair. Enjoy him whichever way he is. Unfortunately they aren't young for long enough.
You my boy are still my baby, as your brother is my oldest baby.
Do I sound melancholy?
Dina said…
Great!
I wonder if boys feel older when they suddenly look older.
Can't wait to see my Los Angeles grandson with short hair for the first time.
Kris, are you really 6'4??
lemon said…
Ohhh, he looks much more handsome with this haircut (and this smile, also!!)!
yamini said…
Hi Henry, you are looking neat and clean!!!

But my vote still goes for the long-haired Henry, though, considering the necessity of a clearer vision for the child, I would forgive you Kris for taking him to the hairdresser.

But I would be waiting for the long-haired look to be back.
Babzy.B said…
He looks older now .... My son never wants to have his hair cut ;)
Anonymous said…
Again
I want a shirt just like Henry's.
Sue said…
He looks gorgeous...with or without hair! A fine strapping young man!
Kris McCracken said…
Priyanka Khot, he seems to like it better too...
Kris McCracken said…
Frankie / Nick, I’ll see you there!
Kris McCracken said…
Sarah, when he isn’t whingeing...
Kris McCracken said…
Roddy, he’s a big boy, he keeps telling me.
Kris McCracken said…
Dina, I am 193 centimetres, which is 75.98 inches. That is 6.332 feet. So, no, I’m not 6’ 4”, I am 6’ 3 (and a third)”!
Kris McCracken said…
lemon, he is a dreamboat...
Kris McCracken said…
yamini, I’ve divided the subcontinent! You need to discuss this with Priyanka.
Kris McCracken said…
Babzy, I can get like that too. I used to leave it a couple of years between cuts, now it is closer to 6 months.
Kris McCracken said…
Pasadenaadjacent, this one we got from Target.
Kris McCracken said…
Sue, fit as an ox.

Stubborn too.

Like his mother.
yamini said…
Dnt worry, I will discuss it with her.

But going by the past history of cross-border negotiations in the sub-continent, I can assure u that the outcome will not be very encouraging!!!
:-))
Kris McCracken said…
Yamini, maybe we need to partition India along lines of "long hair" and "short hair"?
Anonymous said…
again, I want a t-shirt just like Henrys but in MY size
Kris McCracken said…
Pasadenaadjacent, I'll ask if he's willing to share.

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