He remained very still while those scissors were in his head and Robert had his heart in his hands.
"Don't move, Ethan. Don't move," he pleaded in his mind as he barely blinked and the hair fell on either side. Ethan didn't move, but he was more restless than the child.
He had taken him to a specialized monkey hair salon, and when they finished with Ethan, they immediately gave him a bath, in case any hair had fallen on his body and bothered him.
"Well..." when they handed his son to him, Robert was speechless. "But you look bigger. Did you grow with the haircut?" he stared at him intently.
"When their faces are not covered with all the hair, they usually look a little less like babies, especially if they were already used to seeing him like that, sir. Did you like the haircut?"
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