Sniff, sniff, my baby is growing up. He turns 1 NEXT WEEK (how is that even possible?!) and today I took him for his first hair cut. Like the title of this blog post, I don't know if I'm ready for my sweet Henry to grow up just yet. He's the baby and he's supposed to stay little forever. Right? I'm not sure if you could tell from recent pictures, but the lil guy was looking a little shaggy. Hair in his eyes (touching his long eyelashes) and a good inch over his ears. And although I want him to stay little, I also want him to be able to see, so off to a local kids' hair salon after music class. (So you know, I realize the kids' salon was a bit excessive, especially for such little hair to be cut, but we really needed the car to sit in and cartoons on the tv for him to sit still!)
Henry really seemed to enjoy the entire experience. No tears, not even a whimper. He loves riding in his car and holding onto the steering wheel, so I'm not surprised he sat so quietly. I told the stylist not to cut off too much (just enough to see his eyes), so there wasn't a lot of hair to collect for our memory box. The end result is a little boy who looks much more like well, a little boy. Not so much a baby anymore. The first of many milestones that will give this mommy's heart a pause and a promise to myself to commit these special times to memory because I know they go by far too quickly.
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