Last night (Sunday), Luke got his first haircut. We knew it was time. Other people, those we know and those we don't know, were making far too many comments about his hair.
It almost was borderline starting to hurt my feelings -- all of the comments. "Wow -- that's some wild hair." "Look at his hair (with a subtle chuckle)." Blah, Blah, Blah...
I had told Marc originally that I wanted to wait until his first birthday (coming soon on July 21) to cut his hair. Finally, this past weekend, Marc and I decided it was time. This past week, it was truly out of control.
On Saturday evening, we purchased some clippers. A couple of different friends had offered to let us borrow some clippers to try them out, but we ultimately decided just to buy some as we knew we'd need them anyways.
So, here's a "before" shot of his hair -- notice he's sitting in his high chair on our deck. That's where we did the clipping.
Marc did the clipping while I periodically gave him Cheerios or juice to keep him happy. I also did the photo shooting.
First, we showed him the clippers -- or really let him listen to them. This photo was taken with the clippers on.
So far, so good....no being scared or crying over the sound.
Then, Marc started clipping. Here are a couple of photos during the actual clipping.
Voila! The haircut was complete with no tears -- not even ONE!
We personally think it's very cute. He looks so handsome and grown up. And, this morning, it wasn't all over the place upon waking up.
Here's a side view -- from this evening.
And, here are a couple of front views -- also from this evening.
Then, this evening (Monday), Marc put up Luke's new swing on our front porch. He really enjoyed it.
**AND, one more thing -- an important thing....Luke FINALLY crawled. He had been army crawling last week. Then, this past Friday, he crawled for the first time at Andrea's -- yep, Andrea saw it first. I said that if I didn't get to see it first, I'd want Andrea or my mom to see it. Of course, he then wouldn't do it for me on Friday evening or all day Saturday.
Saturday evening, Marc and I were out for our anniversary. Luke was at home with our friends Roger and Karen -- they graciously watched him for us. When we got back home that evening, Karen said, "He crawled twice, Sarah." So, they saw it as well -- which is O.K. as well.
Finally, on Sunday afternoon, I saw it!!!! Go Luke! Now, he's all over the place. Let the childproofing begin.
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