He'll always be my baby, my caboose. The one who tugs the most at my heart. And with every First accomplishment I celebrate, I'm a little sad because I know it is the Last time I'll celebrate that accomplishment.
This week was his first haircut, the last time for "the first haircut". Dad said it was time. Sadly, I had to agree.
Before: it's as if he's saying-"don't ya love my curls?"
During: chillin' in the sink
After: ahh, so handsome
The truth is, some of these milestones have turned out to be easier than I have expected.