Sunday Morning Haircut.

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.


 

I'm so thankful she helped because cutting the hair of a nearly one-year-old is at least a four-hand job. And since we also needed someone to take pictures, it was actually more like a 6 hand job. Some of the photos are a bit blurry, but I actually kind of like them that way. He was wiggling all over the place and I was constantly having to find some new trinket to amuse him.

 He looks older to me now, more like a little boy, and less like a baby. I like it.

Comments

Anonymous said…
Hey! We give ours a lollipop or some "smarties" candies to keep them distracted during haircuts! Works great!
Jen Clary :)

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