On Saturday we (the hubs......) decided it was time to take Trey to get his haircut. I do agree that he was looking a smidge Billy Ray Cyrus circa 1992 - however, I LOVED those little baby curls at the nape of his neck. LOVED them.
I had finally pushed the appt off long enough. It was time to face the music.
All of "the cool kids" apparently go to "Pigtails and Crewcuts" and they were SO awesome with my nervous-nelly self. They let us take 100 pictures and were so nice to Trey.
Sidenote: We are all in the wrong business y'all: 5 min = $20. Yea...
Am I glad we did it? Yes.
He looks like such a little boy now, but still so sweet.
Oh and did I cry?
Um, yes, BUT I did wait until we got out the door!!!!