We did it. We cut his hair. I never though he would be getting his first hair cut AFTER age two. I thought for sure he would be born with a big red mop of hair and it would just grow and grow. Alas, he had the Charlie Brown head for most of his life. It really wasn't until the last 6 months or so that it started to fill out a bit. I love his hair - it's the sweetest thing ever. His little curls at the back of his head that are so soft. And his head is still the best smell in the world. But it was just time I guess.
We put on a movie. Had a sucker ready - just in case (his first ever I think). And then chop. He did pretty well considering he's a two year old. Andy held him down a bit and I just cut away. There are only a *few* uneven spots, but he doesn't sit still long enough for anyone to notice them.
Of course, he is adorable. He looks so handsome in his new haircut. But all of a sudden, he turned into a little boy. Andy and I keep taking double takes - is this our baby? He looks so much older! But I guess that is the way it goes. He IS getting older and changing ALL THE TIME. Now he has a haircut to go with it.
His sweet baby curls are safely tucked away in an envelope for whenever I need them.
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