Since he's a mover now, he doesn't like staying still for more than five seconds at a time, so the actual cutting was hard work, but in the end, it all worked out and he looked fantastic.
When we were done, we headed across the street to Flintstone Park, where there is a replica of Fred Flintstone's car. (Don't ask me why Oak Harbor has a replica of a Flintstone car, it just does and it always has.)
Then we made it back home and got Antonio ready for bed, followed by dinner from (very predictable Oak Harbor product placement warning) El Cazador. Big shocker there, I know.
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