As Samual grew from a baby to a toddler, I could never bring myself to cut his gorgeous locks. As the years went by, his hair grew as long as his sisters'. For whatever reason, he began mentioning a haircut at age five. When I finally accepted that he was serious about it, I tried to talk to him about what kind of a style he wanted. "Can't we just walk in and say 'Cut my hair please'?" So we did. Aside from a few trims by yours truly after the pool season (yucky, dried out ends), he'd never had his hair cut before...
December 1, 2011
And I didn't even cry.
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