I have a problem. Ryan needs a hair cut. It will be his first hair cut and I'm afraid to get it cut. Every single day someone reminds me that his hair is getting long. Yes, it's in his eyes, and yes, it is crazy-looking, but I love it. I love every part of it. I love the way it smells. I love how soft it feels. I love that it's a little shaggy. It is pure baby and once it's gone, it's gone for good.
Jon has threatened to cut it himself if I didn't get it cut. It's not an empty threat either, he will cut it. He once cut Sophia's hair and I freaked out about it. But he's not afraid of my wrath. I know he'll cut Ryan's hair if I don't do something about it soon.
But I don't want to cut it. After it's cut he's going to start looking like a little boy instead of my little baby.
I'm not ready for that.
I'm not ready for my little baby boy to become a big boy. I love his hair, in fact, I might never cut it.
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
A hairy mess
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3 comments:
Hold strong. I think his 'do looks awesome. I wish I could grow mine out, but I look stupid.
That's a tough one. As long as it still look like a boy's cut then hold firm. Luke started looking like a girl, so we relented and had it cut. Now we do it every couple of weeks.
My wife and I had some of the same thoughts when we got our son's first cut about a month ago. He did look like a little boy instead of a baby, for about two weeks. His hair has grown back now, and he looks like a baby again :-) Of course, he's coming up on twenty months, so the "little boy" look will be here to stay -- haircut or not.
Perhaps you can just get a trim instead of a full cut. That might make it a little more manageable, but still let you keep more of it than not.
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