After watching Noah’s hair grow over the past almost 11 months, I decided it was time. Time to cut his hair. Of course I had given him snips here and there, but not like this. I asked Noel to bring me down the electronic razor and he sort of gave me a sound like “aauuuuuuhhh?” Yes, please bring it down, thanks hun. I declared, we are going to buzz it. No objections were made, so we set the razor to number 7, whatever that means, and I started buzzing Noah’s soft, feathery, wispy locks right off. He looks like a clean-cut little boy. Almost like a big boy. But let’s not say that. He will always be my baby. I am amazed at how good it looks. Noah’s head looked awfully large with all his hair, and now it doesn’t. It will grow back a little bit before our blizzard-white-out-winter. But I must say, I did a fine job. I also managed to cut Kellan’s hair as well. Noel wanted me to cut his too… should I be charging? Nah, why not add one more title to my list of Mommy “can-do’s”: hairdresser.
Have a fabulous Wednesday!