First Haircut: "Off with the Mullet!"

After weeks of hoping that his hair would thicken up and even out, Lance and I finally decided to give Thomas his first haircut and trim the shaggy, stringy locks that made him look more like an old Billy Ray Cyrus than a 4 month-old baby. Equipped with his fancy clippers, Lance did the deed while Thomas sat in Mamaw's lap (and I snapped the pictures). The new do comes just in time to give Thomas a burst of self-confidence for his doctor's visit (and more shots) on Monday.

P.S. As is customary, I saved the trimmings, but I resisted turning them into some fanciful creation such as hair jewelry that was all the rage during the Victorian era. (These people would often use the hair from loved ones--both alive and dead--to make jewelry or art. I even saw a family tree made from the hair of all the family members, one of which was exhumed from the grave so that her hair could be harvested for the project. Ugh.) Instead, I found an antique child's tea cup in which to store the memento. It will also make the perfect "house" for a first lost tooth in a few years!