One minute you’re a baby and then with the swift sweep of the razor…poof…you’re a little boy.
(These two pics were taken the same exact day. Just a few hours apart.)
Those delicate blonde curls that seemed to take so long to grow – gone. They’ve been growing for over a year now…just like you. I got used to their twists and turns. Got used to pushing it from your eyes. Got used to the frazzled bed head. I got used to sliding it through my fingers. I felt I knew each strand. Loved each one.
Those soft little curls bleached from the sun. A reminder of our summer trips to the beach. Those days when we did nothing but whatever you wanted. I wasn’t a teacher…just your mom. Ahhhhh. How I miss those days. And now…I miss those curls. But, we have new days ahead.
We have new memories to create, my little man.
November 23rd, 2010 at 2:13 pm
when i see your sweet smile it makes my day, you are so beautiful, all my love, grandma in VA.
November 26th, 2010 at 3:37 am
Wow. Those few hours – not to mention the clippers – certainly made a difference. Really cute. Reminds me a lot of you.