I did the one thing I vowed I would never do. I cut Deaglan's hair last night. It was a trainwreck. For weeks I knew I would have to do something about his bangs in his eyes. How hard could it be I asked myself. We put him in the highchair and Shaune sprayed down his hair while I cut a straight line across his forehead. Well the results couldn't be any worse - I guess if I closed my eyes while cutting maybe. Shaune called him everything from Friar Tuck to Spock's mini-me to muffin head (I don't even know what that means). Anyway, I spent the evening full of guilt and shame not to mention annoyance at Shaune for coming up with all these names. I even dreamed about the bad haircut I gave to my baby boy. This morning I called the children's hair salon down on the corner and made an appointment to remedy this debacle.
He does look really cute but I'm sad that his baby hair which I loved long is gone. I didn't want to pull a Celine Dion or anything - her kid (who is a boy) hasn't had a haircut yet and he's seven. But I did want to keep his hair long for a little while longer. Oh and by the way, the big bruisey scab on the bridge of his nose also happened on my watch.