Mama, Where’s My Hair?
In the midst of our uber-busy day today, I took Kenny in for a haircut, as his mop was becoming unruly. That kid needs a cut every six weeks!
Since we are off to the beach next week for vacation, I asked the stylist to do “one level longer than a buzz.” He looks ADORABLE! I have no pictures to prove it, of course, but I will take some over the next few days.
Anyway, since I put him down tonight, it’s been a an hour and a half of him running around his room, dumping out toys and calling down to me to come up and give him another kiss. This last time I went up, he revealed that he’d pooped in his diaper. As I changed him, he rubbed his eyes, and sent his left hand up to it’s usual spot – he always twirls this little lock of hair above his left temple when he’s tired. This time he sat up wide-eyed. “Mama! Where’s my hair?!?” I reminded him of our trip to the barber shop today, and he said, “But where’d it go? I want it!”
No wonder my little boy can’t fall asleep…
awwwwww how adorable! 🙂
December 27th, 2007 | #
That is so cute. I swear my kids always poop right after I put them to bed. It’s like they know ….. and plan it that way.
January 7th, 2008 | #