Caleb got his first haircut this morning. I put this off until my mom was here visiting. I needed her moral support. I was anxious and sad. My little baby’s curls would be gone by this afternoon. Even though the said curls were more like stringy strands of hair by this point. His bangs were getting into his eyes and his sideburns were itching his ears. Plus, Andy would remind me every day how “sharp” he would look with a proper haircut.

So off we went to the baby barber. Of course I had my trusty camera in hand and a plastic baggy to keep the remains of his babyhood.

And the finished product: