When my hubby arrived home from his recent business trip last week he declared that Micah was in need of a haircut. Initially, I was in agreement because I didn’t think he would really do it. Boy was I wrong!
Last Friday afternoon, Mr. M got out his clippers and set Micah in his high chair for a cut. Now, Micah loves getting his hair brushed, so he just sat there happy as a peach with his toy in hand.
My baby boy turned into a little boy as the clippers chopped off his baby curls and mohawk. Sigh!
The new do is growing on me each and every day and Micah is still the sweetest little boy I could ever ask for.
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