"Hyrum, quieres que Mami corte tus fuzzies?" So, Hyrum pauses sniffing his woof to contemplate my question. He then pulls on a long golden fuzzy and says.."nip, nip" (his version of snip, snip).
So, in a moment of spontaneity and randomness, I decided to play hair stylist/barber. I one- inched the front until I hesitated when the clippers reached his golden curls. Ahh, what was I thinking! I can't bring my hand to those precious curls. Consequently, he remains with a mullet for a day or two, until I can cope with the idea that he no longer is the fuzziest baby. Now he is manlier and cuter than ever!
oh my goodness...he is so adorable. :D and quite the little man.
ReplyDeleteI love how it 'makes him grow up' all of a sudden- and then, every few months it happens again). And of course, he was doing that growing all the time, it's just the mommy beautician with the forced new perspective!
ReplyDeleteHe is very handsome. Good cutting. Great courage.
ReplyDeletevery "i hope they call me on a mission"
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