Hello Aunty M & Uncle Rrrrrross

I went to the malay barber and had a haircut last week! My first professsional cut. It was such good fun. Only for me though. Not for mum who was carrying me throughout and so was showered with my falling hair, or grandma who had to dance around in circles and do gymnastics to distract me so that I wouldn’t fuss. I was a rather difficult customer cos I kept turning this way and that…so a queue formed behind me waiting to get their hair done. The malay barber was the best in the world, looked about 100 years old and was supremely patient. Some customers actually walked out, not wanting to wait for him to finish with me. Harumpf.

In any case, I now sport a cool hairdo. These pictures of my new hairstyle were taken by Auntie Sarah and are strangely unflattering cos the DROOL POOL shows up so much. I dunno why. Sigh

There are more pix of me, including one actually taken in the barber’s chair, but that’ll have to wait. Mummy needs to figure out how to transfer the pix out.

More soon.

love & sloppy kisses
Asher.