So...I know...Gus' hair was getting long...but I just couldn't do it. When you cut a baby's hair, they aren't a baby anymore. Eric kept saying, "Lynn, we need to cut his hair." and I would avoid the conversation. Then, while we were up at the ski lodge, a nice lady sitting by us said, "Oh, she is such a beautiful girl." Gus was wearing his red and navy blue boyish winter clothes. I thought, "It is time." So Christmas eve, I let go of my baby boy and trimmed his curls.
Look at how happy he was!
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