First Haircut

We finally did it. We made a trip down to my hometown for L's first haircut. The same sweet, wonderful person that cut my hair (and still cuts my mom's, dad's, sister's and niece's hair) was able to get L in on Saturday morning for a haircut. We were so worried about it. One, he hates to sit still. I knew it would be a challenge. Two, I am in LOVE with his sweet curls. I didn't want them to disappear, I just wanted them to be a bit more "tame."

Wetting his curls, before the first snip...

...and VIOLA! Still curly, but not lookin' like a baby mad scientist!


But it was NOT as easy as these two pictures make it look. We tried to get started, he cried, threw his head back, arched his back. So out came the cheerios. Hubby and I got a system down, and as long as he had a constant supply of cheerios to grab out of daddy's hand, he was calm.

Here are some more shots -

The long hair on top of his head that has been there since birth. Yes, I saved lots of locks! ;)

The first snip. He's reaching down for more cheerios. Carmen is a SAINT. She was awesome with L, just like she was for his big brother's first haircut...which was almost exactly 4 years ago.


Are my ears still there???


AAAAAAAALLLLLLLL DONE!