First Haircut

Peanut gets compliments all the time.

On how cute SHE is.

On what a great smile SHE has.

On HER cheerful personality.

Seriously, about 80% of the time, people think HE is a girl.

Clothing choice doesn't seem to matter.

Navy blue, dump trucks, dinosaurs, camouflage,

baseballs, footballs, soccer balls . . .

"SHE is so cute!"

We figured maybe it was time for a haircut.

That wispy baby hair is so darn cute though.

We made an appointment with Bobbie,

a beautician family friend

(who also most likely gave the two girls

their first haircuts ... how cool is that?).

The scheduled day came way too quick.

Peanut didn't seem to mind though.

He sat in daddy's lap

and only tried to grab at the scissors

when he heard them close to his ears

or tickling the back of his neck.

There were no screams and no tears.

And the end result?

A handsome BOY!

One question though . . .

how did one little haircut

transform our precious Peanut

from a baby to a toddler???

S.