Today, I went to the barber shop with Dad.
I sat in a big chair that goes up and down.
The barber put a cape around my neck.
He smiled and said, “Ready for your haircut?”
I nodded and held very still.
Snip, snip! The scissors went fast!
Hair fell to the floor like little feathers.
When he was done, I looked in the mirror.
“Wow, I look great!” I said.
Getting a haircut can be fun after all!