This morning we took you for your first haircut. I was starting to feel pressure from everyone around me to cut it. I admit it had gotten a little out of control and difficult to tame. But I loved your hair.
That mess of hair brought me joy.
It personified everything about you. Those golden curls were wild, fun, happy, energetic, and brave - just like my sweet boy.
I know that it will grow back and that I'm probably being silly, but for now, I'm a little sad. It's just one of those many things that signify that you're growing into a big boy - - which is hard on mommy. I think if I could go back to this morning, I probably would have put it off just a while longer.
Either way, you still look precious, long curls or not.
And no matter how big you get or how many haircuts you have - you'll always be my wild, fun, energetic, happy and brave little boy!
Last photo of the wild curls *tear*
Getting strapped into the seat
The first cut - eeeeek!
All done!
And dry!
Your certificate!
Love,
Mommy
His hair still has tons of curls! Love it!
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