A real boy

This week was a big week in our household, maybe more for momma than for Lil Hoff. We said goodbye to something we loved and cherished. Sad but true. We said goodbye to the mullet. Farmboy assured me it was time. I on the other hand had a hard time grasping that my little baby was turning into a boy.

I had a appointment to get my hair trimmed Tuesday so I asked when Brittany (my hair stylist) could get my bundle of joy in to trim him up? "How about tomorrow at 11:45?" Really?? That soon?? As I choked back the tears I told her to put us down. She then said "Do you want a little boy hair cut or just a trim?" after asking what the difference was and being informed that "The little boy hair cut will make him look grown up while the trim just trims him up" I quickly informed her that we just needed a trim.

11:45 - Wednesday July 31, 2013 -

Two women, two cameras and one unsuspecting boy walk into a beauty salon. Very quickly did the little boy figure out he was out numbered and wanted out quick. When Brittany put the booster in her chair and got the cape out Lil Hoff was clinging to me with all his 32 pounds and would not let go. So mommy and Lil Hoff both got to sit in the chair. Let the fun begin.

"I don't like this mom"

"What's grandma doing?"

"I can see myself"

"What's going on outside?"

"Are we done yet?"

"She's in my personal space mom "

"My mommy will protect me"

"You mean you PAY to get this done to you?"

All finished (all in less than 10 minutes). The mullet is gone and I now have a very handsome little boy. *sniff sniff*

One cookie later and all was forgotten.