His First Haircut

The time had come. His hair was long enough to curl around the bottom of his ear lobe and I could have made a ponytail from it in the back. So, he went to the hair salon, made the old ladies smile, and came home with his first sucker. I saved his baby curl and tried not to cry or be overly sentimental. sniff. sniff. I do wish I would have taken him to a proper men's barbershop for his first official haircut, but there will be other times.