I have to say that I enjoy God's sense of humor. When Libby had her first hair cut, it was too cut her tail off. My sister was tired of her mullet. When Grace had her first hair cut, it was to cut her wings off. Seriously, the hair on the sides continued to grow while the middle part just stayed put. Mind you, Grace's first haircut wasn't until she almost three and Libby's was after she turned two. And then, John was born. His hair came in nice and even...no tails, no wings...beautiful. Now, if he were a girl, we would all be adoring "her" locks, but as a boy...it was just getting too daggone long! So...we took care of the problem today.
Back shot after the hair cut.
Doesn't he look so handsome? I love my baby boy!
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