Today you had your first hair cut. 15 months old and mama broke down and gave you a little trim. After seeing how your hair started to hang in your eyes and noticing how it actually bothered you, I decided it was probably time. The inevitable. What I had been holding out on for sometime now.
A haircut.
This was your hair yesterday:
Yes, I cut it. Yes, I saved what I cut. It's in a ziploc.
I didn't cut much. Just a trim. I still could use some practice. So here's to more haircuts in your high chair.
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