Thursday, November 14, 2013


After repeated questions of "When are you going to cut his hair?" I finally caved and we went in for the Big Haircut a couple of weekends ago, just me and my H.

His long locks had grown out of the cute baby curls sometime over the Summer, but I just couldn't break myself to make the cut.

No matter how many times I was told, "Oh she's so pretty."

And, so, off we went.  To Great Clips in our neighborhood.

I laughed.  I cried.  Time stood still.  

But it was done.

He was just as nervous, but in the end - big smiles all around.

I swear it aged him 5 years.  

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