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Baby, baby, baby, thought you’d always be mine

February 12, 2011 by Miranda Leave a Comment

Baby, baby, baby, thought you’d always be mine — February 2011
So precious.
Joshua has never had a hair cut. Not even a trim. 
We’ve been loving his baby curls since his hair started growing back in 
after that weird baldness stage he had in infancy. 
But, for reasons somewhat still unbeknownst to me, 
we decided that today was the day.
Baby, baby, baby, thought you’d always be mine — February 2011
Waiting with Daddy and really unsure of the place.
We have a toddler who is very slow to warm up to new things. 
When we got there, instead of making a bee-line for the toys and trains 
and stuff kids like, he just wanted to hang with his Daddy.
Baby, baby, baby, thought you’d always be mine — February 2011
Playing with the trains. Finally.
We decided to take him to a children’s salon for his first hair cut. 
This was all about the experience, I guess, though we would’ve paid 
the same amount anywhere we’d taken him. 
And at least the people working here were prepared for children, you know?
Baby, baby, baby, thought you’d always be mine — February 2011
Trains, a sucker, and my very own car!? SAWEET!
Obviously, he enjoyed himself. I mean, what kid doesn’t want to watch Elmo’s World, 
drive a taxi, get as many suckers as possible, and play with trains? 
All at the same time? 
(Whatever. The over abundance of stimuli worked.)
Baby, baby, baby, thought you’d always be mine — February 2011
His curls. Gone. 🙁
 I was fine until I looked over and saw this little pile of wispy baby curls on the counter. 
Then? 
Yeah. I cried.
Baby, baby, baby, thought you’d always be mine — February 2011
This is my “pretending not to cry” face.
I cried. He’s my baby. My tiny little boy. Maybe my one and only. 
And in that moment, I wanted to grab some glue, stick the curls back on, 
and run out the door and off into the land of Denial. 
In fact, I still want to cry.
Baby, baby, baby, thought you’d always be mine — February 2011
Oh. My. God. This hurts my guts.
I knew it had to happen sooner or later. 
I knew we couldn’t let him become some little baby Fabio. 
Or Dog the Bounty Hunter. Or Yanni. 
Or Weird Al. Or a “pro” wrestler. 
But…yeah. 
This is hard for a Mama.
Baby, baby, baby, thought you’d always be mine — February 2011
So. Precious.
He’s still the cutest little kid I’ve ever seen.
And he’ll always be mine.

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