Giving in to growing up

There came a point where I had to just give up on the ringlets that I kept waiting to sprout all over the top of his head, where I had to give up hope that the mullet he was sporting was going to magically transform into a soft halo of curls. I had to admit to myself that my kid looked like a vagabond, and his unkempt hair was beginning to reflect poorly on my grooming abilities. I had to give in to the first haircut.

So off we went yesterday to the nearby low rent version of Hooters, minus the hot wings and beer. We headed to Sports Clips because I had a coupon for a free haircut for all new clients.  And while I was slightly turned off by the bikini clad, leathery skinned, excessively tanned woman standing by the highway with a promotional sign for $10 haircuts as we pulled into the strip mall, I was relieved to see that the actual women inside using razors and scissors were appropriately dressed.

The haircut itself was pretty unexciting. He sucked on his lollipop and she trimmed it up. I would not allow any sort of “blending”. I merely wanted the mullet gone and the hair around his ears trimmed up. Scott thought it was a terrible waste of a free coupon. Guess he figured we should have gone really big and had it all shaved off, or perhaps some fancy designs cut into the sides like Vanilla Ice.  I, however, was not ready for my “not a baby, not yet a big boy” to look like an 8 year old… or a has-been rapper.

^^^^ The final result.  Just a little cleaned up, a little less mullet, a little less sideburns, looking a little too much like an honest to goodness little boy.

No, I didn’t cry, but, yes, it did make me a tad sad.

One reason I decided to go ahead and bite the bullet was Kendall going back to “school” today. He was off from Mother’s Day Out for a couple weeks and started back this morning for the fall semester. It’s not necessarily his first day, but it is his first day in the Toddler class, the one where he will sit in a tiny chair at a tiny table for lunch, the one where he will (maybe?) nap on a mat and not in a crib (when the teacher told me this I laughed and thought, “better you than me, lady”).  This summer he truly left babyhood behind. There is not an ounce of it left.

Here’s a picture I snapped of him this morning just before we left to prove my point.

Kendall is almost 16 months old

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  1. I’ve been delaying Bo’s 1st haircut. His head only seems to grow hair in the back, and not upfront. He’s got the cutest curls in back, and with our high humidity here in good ol’ Nebraska, they just curl even more. My husband wants to get it cut so bad, he’s was ready when he turned a year. Its the only “baby” part left of him, and I’m not ready to give it up 🙁 I keep saying, I’ll cut it when he has bangs in his eyes, but I may have to give in before that.

    I love Kendall’s haircut. He looks adorable in his “back to school” clothes

  2. this picture even made ME gasp and he’s not even my son! But he looks a lot like my son who just turned one on Saturday, and I have been struggling with these same bittersweet emotions that characterize all parents. So so proud to be the mama of such a handsome, happy, crazy boy, and so so sad to call him a boy now, without ‘sweet baby’ in front. I always always always repeat a quote you posted a few months ago “be happy for this moment. This moment is your life.”
    Congratulations-Kendall is so handsome! We’re putting of Declan’s first haircut too but it is right around the corner 🙁

  3. Oh goodness! This post brought tears to my eyes! My little boy is 9 months old and on the verge of walking. I know this will be us in a matter of months! Your little boy is SO adorable though!

  4. So handsome! It’s bittersweet to see them start to lose their baby looks and begin to look like little boys! I’m still holding off on a “real” haircut… though I have trimmed the over-ear wings and the forelock hanging in his eyes myself. Oh, and the back, just a little. All at separate times, so I feel a little less like he’s had his hair cut. 😉

  5. I dealt with the same thing with my son! If you saw him from the back you’d think his whole head was full of curls, but no, the top was straight and soft. I had to bite the bullet as well, and he instantly turned into a little boy. Boy was I sad. I know exactly how you are feeling!

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