Yesterday Brian cut Wilder's hair after he buzzed his own. Yes, the golden locks are gone, but they'll grow back. I know Brian's been wanting to take the sheers to Wilder's hair for some time now and it was too cute how -at least at first- Wilder enjoyed the feeling of the vibrating clippers on his head. Between the two of us the job got done and now Brian has a little replica running around.
Wilder fell and was fascinated with the result of his scraped knee.
As well as a little sad. But he keeps pointing to it and touching it like a war wound. He's a funny man.