I am in mourning. For Samuel's hair. Look at how cute that baby face is!
But look at what we did to him! We chopped it. It was getting in his eyes and it was just time.
The result turned out well and he handled is so, so, so very much better than his brother who absolutely detested his haircut until he was like five years old. For goodness sakes.
The back.
He looks cute. But no longer like a baby. While I was cutting it I was so intent upon my work that I didn't look up. When I did I was shocked at the little boy looking back at me in the mirror.
He likes climbing in that little shelf. He's so pleased with himself.
He's so cute! But not a baby anymore. Sniff sniff.
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