Saturday, November 7, 2009

Irreversible

Today is the day, so says my husband.

So, though reluctant and quite a bit sad, I agreed it was time.

Snip. Snip. Snip.
Curls a puddle in a the floor.

No more wild man hair.

All grown up. My big boy.

First haircut. Check.

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