What kind of mother am I? How could I do this to my poor poor child?! It started out innocently enough, he had a few hairs that were getting a little long, and so I was going to trim them. IT is not the first haircut he has had, I have successfully given him a cute crew twice before...but this morning all it took was a faulty attachment and a slip of the wrist and whoosh, a nice smooth line was shaved into his precious mane. I have always ALWAYS privately prided my children's hair. Both kids being born with heads of golden locks. And now...I had tears streaming down my face as I correctively shaved the remaining hair. My poor baby will be practically bald for his first birthday pictures and there is nothing I can do about it.
Oh, I wanted to lie and blame his two year old sister for the initial accident, but I must be bold and accept the guilt and judgmental fingers. I didn't mean to, and I am so fortunate that he has a perfectly shaped head, but I know the looks and questions are coming, I can't hide out. But how bad is it that when picking him up from the sitter I took a good long hard look and wondered who this new baby was before realizing that he was mine! Luckily it is summer and it should grow back quickly enough. So if you read this, please, for my sake, don't ask.
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