The haircut was a bit more extreme than I was planning on... but between Sasha crawling all over me (wearing her fleece pants while I was cutting Ben's hair - ick! Those pants were downright furry by the end!) and Ben squirming, this is the haircut we ended up with. Oh well, it'll grow out soon enough. Besides, short hair is nice for the pool - right? And Ben doesn't seem to mind the unintended sheering, he's just glad that his hair no longer trails in his chocolate milk glass as he takes a sip.
After:(and, no, that's not a bruise on his face - it's a tattoo)