i think it all started few weeks back, when gavin said he wanted his hair cut short… really short… like a “boy cut” i assured him that girls can have short hair and boys can have long hair… it doesn’t matter…
then — thoren (cousin)… with his short cute hair.
then everett (bestest buddy) sealed the deal with his new buzz cut…
so gavin was insisting on a short hair cut and my heart was sinking. my little boy. his trademark hair. gone?? big sigh…. (and little tear)
so in memory of the longer look – i took pictures before we took him to the barber.
a day reflecting on the type of mother i want to be: encouraging self expression, making personal decisions, & growing up… being a mother that encourages who my son is and who he desires to be.
so off to the barber we went, but not until i took a few last pictures of my boy with his blonde locks.
here it is. here HE is. so very proud and so very pleased.
and i so wish his old style was back.
but he looks so handsome and grown up and proud, so for that i am also so proud of the big boy he is becoming.
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