First Haircut

So we took our little hippie to the barber shop today. I did not want to see those curls go away, but Baby Jaws was tired of his hair getting in his face and Daddy wouldn't let me give him a ponytail. Go figure.

We were proud of the little man because he sat in the barber chair the entire time all by himself. That's not saying there weren't any tears because there were a lot of tears. But he sat there and took it like a man. Compared to Big Brother's first haircut, this was a piece of cake. I don't like how short it is. I really miss the long curls, but he looks like such a big boy now.

Yep, that's a real tear and that's the barber bribing him with a dum-dum.

All's well that ends well. A dum-dum always makes everything better.