February 11th was my first haircut. I sat on Mommy's lap and her stylist had the honor of snipping the first strands of my little baby hair. I sat there and smiled and had fun looking at myself in the mirror. Dad became a bit nervous the couple times I was curious about the scissors in my hair! We saved some of the hair, of course, in my small keepsake box. Afterwards I really looked like a little boy versus a baby! Mommy had some happy tears, so silly - she must really love me ;)
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