Jun 30, 2010

The First and The Last

My baby.
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.

2 comments:

berrygirl--Jaime said...

I'll never be ready for the "last". I'm sad thinking about it.

Natalie said...

OOOOH. . . . .