Last night we took the plunge.
Now that the humidity is gone for the winter (thank you, thank you, thank you) Isaac’s curls are less bouncy-soft
and more frizzy, cotton candy dreadlocks.
So, last night, Brian and I had some time to kill before bedtime, and we decided to just do it already! Haircut time!!
I must say, it is fantastic to have a child who is so calm about haircuts,
(offering it to Joseph)
unlike you know who (rhymes with Boseph) who, until he turned 3 was always a sweaty, screaming, nearly-vomiting, covered in hair and bribery-lollipop stickiness mess. Just ask my friend Colleen, who used to cut his hair!
I must admit I felt a bit teary for a minute (his baby hair!), but I pulled it together.
(the first clip)
Why do kids with short hair look so old? Why? Why? Why?!!!
But he is still my little baby sunshine!
PS For the record: Joseph’s first haircut- over a year younger than Isaac:
Waaaaaaait a minute… As I am posting these I am noticing: It seems that he did not cry the first time either. Oh NOOOOO!!!!