We went to the mall first thing this morning to get Jamie's hair cut before our trip to Söderköping tomorrow. I think it may have been the first time Jamie had been to a mall since he's been big enough to walk, so being stroller-free was pretty exciting. He was like Buddy the Elf except MORE enthusiastic. When we ushered him into the car-shaped barber chair, however, things took a turn for the dramatic. He was very, very sad to sit there, guys. The barber worked incredibly fast, though, and we were outta there with a new style and a dab of cool-dude gel within five minutes, free to explore the mall even further.