So... lovely man and I were watching "Dogma" when marvelous child came in and handed me a ball of fluff.
After ascertaining that it was not a dead mouse, I realized that is was marvelous child's hair.
Now, Mommy-dearest has been pleading with him to get a haircut for weeks now (he's starting to look either like a little girl or a Beatle), so after lots of quiet play with legos, he decides that the perfect moment for a cut has arrived. Armed with scissors that don't cut well, he trimmed his own bangs as a "surprise" for us.
They're a bit uneven and a little on the short side, but he actually did a pretty good job! Now, if he'll just let me cut the rest of his hairs....