Haircut day finally arrived.

Before shot.

During - at least the beginning.

The not-too-happy just after shot.

And even hours later, still not the happiest face.  But a pretty cool haircut!

Everything seemed like it was going smoothly.  Gabriel was happy in the little car he was sitting in, and watching the Elmo's World about birds.  He was fussing a little when some wet hair would fall on him as the woman cutting his hair was clipping away.  THEN he caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror, and saw her scissors, and completely.  freaked.  out.  Stood up in the car, flailed his arms, arched his back, and screamed bloody murder.  I really never expected him to be afraid.  It caught us completely off guard.  As you can see, we have a few nice pictures at the beginning, and then Gabriel looking exhausted and, well, pissed off at us beyond belief while riding home in the car.  In between we were both holding him down and couldn't take any pictures.  The bad thing is he'll probably never want to get his hair cut again.  The good thing is, he still has curls!