Graduating from Babyhood???

Yesterday was a difficult day in my mommy world. Yesterday, my little boy, my baby, got his first haircut. {Someone hold me...} The poor little guy was starting to look more than a little bit fuzzy, and the hair that he lost in his "racing stripe" had grown back in unevenly, so I figured it was time to bite the proverbial bullet. I do have to admit, he was the cutest person in the barber shop. :-)

Happy little fluffy head!

Crazy hair!

"Um, excuse me? What are you doing?"

"Is that a razor by my ear? Okay, I will hold very, VERY still..."

My big boy (and his seemingly smaller head!)

After Zach's haircut was done, the barbershop gave him a certificate that said he'd "graduated from babyhood." What?! I almost went back inside and demanded that they reattach that hair... But Carey made me get in the car.