My name is Amos.
I hate getting my haircut.
I mean, really hate it.
My mom says it makes her very tired.
She took me for one today at Shear Pleasure.
I wore my pajamas and she took off her coat because she said she gets sweaty while trying to hold me still.
Well, guess what?
I sat by myself today in the booster seat.
My mom was so excited.
I wasn't exactly good, but she said I was much better.
Sheila, my haircut giving friend, doesn't mind if I yell though.
My mom says she is very nice.
I hate getting my haircut, but I don't hate Sheila.
My mom says I sure am fooling everyone.