First Haircut

Dear Mullet, 

I’m not sad to see you go. I’m not sad anymore that people will now recognize my son is a boy. (Even though I like imagining having a daughter) I am sad that your newborn hair will be gone, my almost 1 year old. I’m excited to see the light brown come through from underneath. I hope you look like the little prince you are.

But really, Benjamin cried the whole time through the hair cut. Even when the nice lady offered him not one but two lollipops–and he slang them both on the ground. Drama queen. He looks like a little man now and I’m not as sad as I thought I would be even though I saved every last drop. I, excited he’s turning into a little sassy human with tons of personality. I’m happy to know you, son.