my first hair cut

Today Mommy decided that she couldn't put it off any longer and she needed to trim my hair.

She has been avoiding this for several reasons:

1) It means she must recognize the fact that I am not a baby anymore! She has definitely been in denial about this despite the fact that I walk, talk, and use the potty like a pro! :(

2) It means that she has to find a way to get me to be still.

3) She has a fear of turning me into one of those awkward kids with really short bangs because their mom cuts their hair and can't get it straight! :)

But, the truth is that my hair was always in my face. No amount of cute little hair bows, clips, rubber bands, etc. could stand up to the enthusiasm with which I enjoy life. They always end up tossed aside, and I was in danger of being unable to see through my hair-in-the-face. So, Mommy decided that the afore mentioned awkwardness was preferable to hair-in-the-face induced blindness!

So, today while I was watching Sesame Street and munching on apple wedges, Mommy quickly and stealthily trimmed my hair. I did not even notice!

Here are a few funny pictures of my new do! Notice how funny I find myself!

I love this duck from Aunt Joy!

I have taken to sleeping with it at night!

I call it my "quack-quack!"

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This next one is Mommy's favorite!

What a funny face!

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