Little Bird has been sporting a mullet. I know this and admit it willingly, but I have been loathe to cut it. It curled up in the back, and I knew, even though my momma said, "Cutting it will bring the curl out more," I knew that the curls would be gone.And they are.
It's still not a "little boy" haircut. He just doesn't have enough on top yet, so it's still a little baby.
A little.
He wouldn't sit in the chair by himself, and Trish kind of had to cut when she could because he was so wriggly, but all in all, it was a good experience. He really liked the big brush she used to brush away the hair from his neck.
I didn't shed a tear. But only because he needed me not to.
