Little Cub's a Butt-Head

You may think I'm calling my son immature playground names out of spite and vindictiveness, but this time, it's totally justified.

I was trying to trim up the little bits of hair not quite to standard after last week's hair-cup. It all started out fine (for all of 30 seconds), then Little Cub decided he wanted nothing to do with that and began screaming and flailing around like he was being disembowled. In the chaos, he knocked off the attachment that allowed for long-ish trims, and the clippers were left on the shortest setting. In my desperation to get in two last frantic sweeps of trimming, I didn't notice.

This is the result. No joke, it looks like he has two shiny butt-cheeks on the back of his head.

Thankfully it's in the back, it's short hair anyway, and it will be grown out enough / hidden for the pictures we want to have taken in a few weeks. Until then, though, he is walking proof that he can be a Butt-Head.