What a difference a pair of scissors can make...

Ryan has these sweet, corkscrew curls. He just got them over the past summer. Since about May it seems like he wakes up with tighter, crazier curls everyday. He was in desperate need of a haircut- so was Justin- so off Matt went to whatever place he found to get them sheared. He went with EXPLICIT instructions not to let them go too short on Ry. I just wanted him to lose the Kramer-effect, not the curls. Instead, he came home with SHORT hair. Just waves, no curls. I know it'll grow back but it is bizarre how grown up he looks now. Those curls had a baby-ish effect on him. He is 2 1/2. I should let him look more like a boy now, but this is a tough pill to swallow. I loved me those curls and the baby-ish effect they brought to him. I look at him now and see a mini form of Justin. Which means before I know it, Ryan will be a boy, not my baby. Even Hannah said yesterday that she thinks Ry is going to stop being a baby soon and then our house won't have any babies. **SOB** No more babies?? No seriously, I am not longing for more babies. I promise you that. It just is like pouring cement on that chapter of our life to hear if from someone else's mouth. Especially since it was one of my children who spoke it outloud :)