First Haircut

Yesterday, Isaac got his hair cut for the first time. He stayed with Linda so I could go to my doctor's appointment in Savannah and run some errands. One of the things I did in the afternoon was get my hair cut. Before I left, I told Sandy (my hairdresser) that I needed to make an appointment for Isaac. Things were slow, so she told me to just come by after I picked him up from Linda's house.



I called my mom on the way there just to chat, and I mentioned that I was taking him to get his hair cut. She said, "Ooh, can I come watch?" (She isn't a proud Grandma or anything... ;) ) Isaac had time to get acquainted with Sandy, and my mom pulled up about five minutes later.



Friends told me that the first haircut was more traumatic for them than their kids, but it wasn't an emotional thing for me. It was exciting to watch him move on to a new stage. With just a few snips of the scissors, he went from looking like my sweet baby boy to a little man.


This is what Isaac looked like before the haircut. You can't see the curls very well, because he, of course, didn't want to be still for very long.




I was amazed that he actually sat still long enough for Sandy to cut his hair.

Here's a picture of us after Isaac's haircut.



And here's a better shot of what his hair looks like now.