Judah's mullet has slowly been getting longer and I finally decided something needed to be done. I waited a few weeks longer than I probably should have, because I thought maybe I should be more sentimental about his first haircut.
The truth is that I like for him to look like a little boy, and every time I saw the long hair hanging down past his ears all I could think about was how badly he needed a trim.
Thankfully, my mom came down on Saturday night since my dad is out of town and spent the night. (Yay for date night!) She has lot more hair-cutting experience than I do, so that was something on the agenda for her visit. Actually, anyone who has ever cut any hair has more experience than I do, but she's actually good at it.