If You Give a Mom a Moment: It's Haircut Time Again

Tuesday, August 19

It's Haircut Time Again

I wish Aidan's hair didn't grow. It gets too long, and he can't see through his hair, but he is so terrified of scissors that I hate to make him so upset by cutting it. I finally couldn't take it though, so I took him outside, Christian held him on his lap, and I used the 3/4 inch clippers to cut his hair. To refresh your memory, this is one incident of haircutting that left me feeling like a terrible mom. He still cried this time, but it was nothing like last time.

Before

After

What a handsome boy!

9 people wanted to leave a comment:

Brooke said...: He looks so different! What a cute boy! He looks much more like Ethan now!; August 19, 2008 at 9:10 AM
Britt said...: He looks so cute! I definitely like the new "do."; August 19, 2008 at 9:26 AM
Kayla said...: Ditto what Brooke said. I totally see Ethan! Cutie.; August 19, 2008 at 9:31 AM
Romney Family said...: Aidan looks so cute!! Congrats to Christian I am sure you both are so thrilled that stage of life is finally over!!; August 19, 2008 at 9:42 AM
Adrienne said...: I'm glad the haircuts are getting a little easier for him. It looks really good that short!; August 19, 2008 at 9:59 AM
Jilly Bean said...: Congrats on graduation, haircuts, planning a surprise, and your new beautiful house!; August 19, 2008 at 10:31 AM
Tyra said...: Looks great, he does look a lot more like Ethan now!; August 19, 2008 at 12:27 PM
Christie // lemon squeezy home said...: What a handsome boy he is:). I love the graduation pictures, and the lighthouse is pretty--and weird:).; August 22, 2008 at 10:56 AM
Jessi said...: He looks so big! What a difference a haircut can make! SO CUTE!; August 22, 2008 at 1:47 PM

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