We got the boys hair cut yesterday.
There was a little boy who was around 4 or 5 had never had a haircut.
His hair was past his shoulders.
As the stylist started, both the parents got teary-eyed.
His Dad shook his head and walked back to the reception area. He couldn’t even watch.
His Dad was taking it harder than his Mom.
And I felt for him. It reminded me of the time when Jonny got his hip SPIKA cast taken off. I actually wanted to save it. Jonny had worn it for so long, it had become part of our parenting experience.
It’s those little things your kid always has that starts to define them in your mind. Jonah’s Nemo hat. Jonny’s stuffed animals.
I can only imagine what it will be like when they finally move on past them.
#rightinthefeels