Sheared like a sheep

Today was haircut day in our house. Bill got shaved, Jack got shaved, and I got about an inch cut off. Only Sam escaped the clippers. I've been cutting Bill's hair since before we were married, and I started cutting the boys' heads about a year ago. No sense of giving our coins to Great Clips when I can just as easily do it myself, right?

Jack's usually the least excited about getting coiffed, and today was no different. I think you can tell from the photos how he felt.