First haircut

I finally caved and agreed to letting Cam get a haircut. As the mini-mullet fell on the colorful floor, all I could do was hold back the tears and snap a few shots. I was so proud of him. He did not cry once! I was armed with all of his favorite toys to calm his nerves once he saw the scissors, but he sat there calmly, watching Baby Einstein, as if he had done this a 1000 times before.
I was able to gather up a few strands to put in a baggy that I will save forever.
He looks even more like a little boy. When I see the back of his head, I wait to see a toddler turn and look at me. Here I have this beautiful 10 month old growing up EVERYDAY.

He was so serious when she got close to his ears. I have trained him well. He has months of experience due to my obsession with getting every piece of wax out of his ears!

Alright Lady, I have had enough! My mom said only a TRIM!