I broke down and got his hair cut.
There's something about that first haircut that just breaks a mother's heart a little bit. It's another step in watching your babies grow up. And while that's what they are supposed to do, I just don't want to see it happen too fast!
I was adamant that Brooke not turn my little boy into a little man. Leave those clippers on the shelf! I asked her to just trim the back and the bangs a little.
Isaac wasn't very thrilled about it.
OK. He was really, REALLY not thrilled with getting his hair cut.
Real tears and everything!
The end result was just right. Brooke cleaned him up, but left him still looking like my baby.
Too bad she couldn't do anything about those cowlicks he inherited from his mother!