We Call Him the Pterodactyl
There he is in all his glory, "The Baby." He has two gears: Full Speed Ahead and Sleeping. There is no in between.
As a family, we had been having frequent disagreements about cutting the child's hair. As a Mom, I know that once you take that first step and CUT the hair, your little one is no longer "THE BABY." He is instead, a toddler.
I took all the mullet jokes and snide comments in stride. This is my last kid, and I was milking the "baby thing" for all it was worth.
This shot is from one of his sister's soccer games last month. Having inherited his Mother's fair skin, the poor kid gets tackled and drowned in sunblock on a regular basis.
Naturally, some Smart Ass (one of my older kids or my Hubby) - felt the need to give the poor Baby a faux-hawk, both on top and with the mullet. The child became known as the Pterodactyl for a week.
I finally gave in and took him for his first haircut.