
Well, I finally did it. I got Gabe's hair cut OFF. Not by choice. Let me explaine...Gabe has always "twirled" his hair. He does it when he is drinking his milk, when he's riding in the car and lately just always. Well, with all of the "twirling" he's actually pulling his hair out and he has himself a bald spot on the top of this head. David and I decided that if we cut his hair off he would get out of this habit. So on Wednesday I took him to Shear Madness and they put the clippers to it. Of course I cried (only barely...that is how Gabe would put it). Gabe really likes his new haircut, and it's growing on me. Here are some before and after pictures...and yes they were taken on the same day. I have to say that because to me he went from a little boy to a big boy is just a few hours that day.