Over the weekend my beloved 3 year old got his first hair cut. I wasn’t exactly excited about it and had put it off as long as I possibly could but it had gotten to a point where his golden locks had to go. He wouldn’t let me take care of his hair the way it needed to be cared for in order for it to remain healthy and trying to comb and brush it started turning into a battle for the ages soooooo……I opened the doors to salon mommy and he was the second client. He did amazingly well considering it was his first visit but I didn’t fair so well. I haven’t cried but every time I look at him it makes me sad. I miss his baby curls….I know it will grow back but if he’s anything like his older brothers it will never be as long or curly again.
I am lying in bed writing this with my 2 year old cuddle bug laying right next to me. You woulld think as adorable as his little face is that I would be taking this oppertunity to smother him in kisses but thats not the case today. Today my focus is on my youngest guys hands. My baby has two of the most beautiful hands I have ever seen on a toddler. They are so delicate but strong and manly….I often find myself looking at his hands and wondering where his life is going to lead him. *sigh* the joys of mommyhood 🙂 Have a safe and happy 4th for those in the States and to all have a wonderful day.