So yesterday came the day I have been putting off for far too long. Getting the mop we call Jack’s hair, cut. I have been avoiding it because I absoloutly love his curls and it made me cry when I thought they had to be cut off. But in my heart I knew it had to be done. It got to the point where it was ridiculous and was getting in his eyes.
So this is before
He was determined he didn’t want his haircut so we were really nervous on the way to the hairdressers but we needn’t have worried. They had a colourful chair, superhero gown and lots of toys. Jack was really well behaved and actually loved it.
And here he is now 🙂
His hair was the one thing I was clinging onto so I could still call him my baby but now he is 100% a toddler!