So I gave Henry his first haircut this weekend. I had been putting it off and putting it off because I loved his blond curls and because it meant that he was still sort of a baby, but the curls pretty much left town with the summer humidity and his sweet baby locks were starting to look more like a cross between a toupee on backward and a mad scientist. In the cutest possible way, of course.
So here’s one last look at baby Henry and his flowing locks…
…and his weather map.
I know, I know, there was a better joke to be made here about the frontal systems of hair swirling around his head, but come on, I spent all my time drawing them for you. YOU come up with the caption.
Post-haircut photos tomorrow.