Yep, that's right, seven months old, and we had our first haircut this weekend! It was time. My little man had hair hanging down in his eyes and an impressive length in the back, so, yes, it was time. We decided to take Cooper to the same barber shop where Philip gets his haircut, and I have to say that right before Susie started cutting, I almost yelled, "STOP!". But, I didn't, and she cut. Luckily, she only cut a little bit (just enough to get it out of his eyes), and I became that mom and saved some of the hair. What am I really going to do with that? I have no idea, but I just found myself wanting to keep it. So, now it's in one of those little keepsake boxes in Cooper's closet. I'm sure I'll be glad I kept some...I think.
Anyway, my baby did great! He sat in Philip's lap and didn't jump or get scared at all. He was so patient and, I might add, is quite handsome with his new do!
Getting ready for the first cut.
Getting ready for the first cut.
A little off the back and sides.
My cute boys!
2 comments:
What a champ! I can't believe he sat so still... and I'm so glad I wasn't the lady with the scissors. I'd be afraid he'd end up like Van Gogh.
How exciting! What a trooper. I bet with those curls you'll eventually be giving those haircuts yourselves. I shudder to think though about the times my mom cut my bangs when I was a little older. Doesn't work so well with stick straight hair. Yikes.
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