HAIR CUT

Having Boys is a Journey all in it's own! I love em, I'm confused by them frequently, I think they are funny and adorable! They know how to mess up a clean house in 2minutes flat ! I love when I see them being kind to each other and playing like the best friends I hope they will grow to be for each other. But being a girl myself every thing they do is new for me and I learn so much about this secret world of boys! Over the past few months the older 2 boys have wanted to grow their hair out. Long, shaggy, hanging in their eyes, muffed over their ears and they loved every strand of it! Apparently there is logic behind the long do, in the winter months this long hair keeps their little heads much warmer and traps the heat into their brains.... at least that is what I have been told ;) but with Spring right around the bend Mr. E has decided enough with the long hair and was ready to take it short! How exciting for me! I am no professional barber, far from it, but if there is a need there is a way..... (and my personal theory is, if it's really bad ,give it 3 days and it will grow out!) So there we were in the bathroom, me with the clippers, my boy stripped down to his underwear and a black hair cutting cape! That first BUZZZZ was a little scary and seeing his long locks drop to the floor was a little shocking(just surprised at the sheer amount of hair that had been hiding on that head of his!) We clipped, and buzzed, snipped and combed. He tilted his head forward, back to the side and back again! My favorite was the part where we were half way done and he wanted to look in the mirror. The boy had a full on Mullet! I told him we should keep it that way, even if it was only for a few days.... weird, he said "no way!!" hmmm.... I think it would have been really fun/funny but what do I know! So after all was said and done I turned my boy to the mirror and almost started crying... My little boy was no longer there. In his place was this little man with this extremely handsome face and looking all grown up.... He ran off to play excited the "torture" was over, but me.... I cleaned up all the hair on that bathroom floor and had a "moment" where I realized my boy is growing up.... and one day he will move out and live on his own... and he won't need his mom to cut his hair....in fact he probably won't "need" me at all... and after a few deep breaths I was ok with it, why?... because he needs me now :) and I can enjoy it while it lasts, all the haircuts, late night back rubs to help him fall asleep, sitting by him at the table to do his homework, taking him to a friends house, and making sure that hair of his is combed! That gets to be my job for now and someday I'll get to let him go and until then..... I'll just enjoy this moment.