Just over a week ago, my son, at the relatively late age of 27 months, was given his first haircut by his aunt while sitting in a chair at her salon.Â
Amongst tears and the oohs and ahhs of his extended family, he completed the transformation to a full-fledged little boy, red gossamer curls floating to the floor like autumn leaves.
But when it was all over, my newly minted little man reached out his arms for the comfort of his mommy.
No man is too big not to need his mommy, every now and then.
October 23rd, 2007 at 1:17 pm
10 Responses to “Babyhood falling to the floor like leaves”
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I was sorting old photos a few weeks ago and come across the envelopes with locks from both Bear and Puppy’s first haircuts. I wish they had wonderful photos like these to go with them. These are precious.
What a cutie pie…and from the picture, it looks like the two of you were equally traumatized as I was when the boys got their first haircuts.
great pictures! I can’t belive thats his first haircut. Michael had his at like 10 months old!
Oh my I remember that first haircut like it was yesterday. Sean was two years old and now he’s nearly (gulp!) four. Once those blonde curls were cut off his hair turned straight as a board and almost red. I had no idea that would happen.
What on earth is he hollering about?
Will
Those photos are a wonderful record. Such a cutie pie!
I have nearly identical photos from my son’s first haircut. Wonder why they cry? He’s the cutest little man I’ve seen in a long time.
Great photos Bri….I resisted then cried for Sammy’s first haircut as well…Now he asks to go with daddy…
Our Baby Harry is growing up! Soo adorable! And BTW, you look really skinny, my friend! Tristan was almost completely bald until he was around two. Then I took him with me to get my haircut and the girl cut his one little curl that fell across his forehead, she assured me that would encourage the rest of his hair to grow in. And grow it did, not too much later his long curly sometimes dreadlocks sometimes fro mop grew in. And now we can’t keep it under control to save our lives!
You don’t love him at all, do you? Not even in the least! 🙂
That look on your face in that last picture is the quintessential face of motherhood. We feel what they feel and want to make all bad things better. And that never changes.
Friday afternoon, my 26 year old called to say he had been hit by a car while driving his motorcycle home from work. A mom…with two kids in the back seat, probaby thinking about what she was going to fix for dinner and not really paying attention, just didn’t see him between an SUV and another car. She pulled right out into the very space Chad’s motorcycle was occupying.
“No, mom, I’m fine. Really!” But, that wouldn’t do. I left work early and drove 2 hours just to “lay eyes on him” just to make sure. And he was. But you can bet I kept him close all weekend! I had to be where he was and I was definately in Mom Mode! I gave him Ibuprophen, made him soak in a hot bath and “are you feeling OK-ed” him damn near to death. But, truth be known, I think he was OK with that; otherwise, why was I the first person he called. Why? Because just like you said, no man is too big not to need his mommy every now and then!