Caden got his very first haircut at the salon last night.
My boy was blessed with a gorgeous head of hair (he was born with a full head of it!) and I've had the privilege of cutting it since he was a baby. But alas, yesterday was one of those days I was running all over town with two kids and not a moment to spare. With Caden's school photos looming over my head, I knew his locks needed a good clean-up job.
So there he was, sitting in the stylist's chair as the scissors went snip-snip-snip and a good portion of that shiny, silky hair fell onto the salon floor. The final result? My son's look went from Ludwig van Beethoven to Justin Bieber in about 15 minutes.
And I must say, I love it.
