I gave Gavin a little haircut yesterday (using Bryson's beard trimmer and sewing scissors hahaha).
It looks fine but the point of this post is NOT to show off how "great of a hair cutter I am."
NO no nooo-oo.
Quite the opposite, actually ha.
BUT when I was donebutchering cutting his hair I "styled" it like this and I suddenly realized this little guy is NO LONGER a baby.
I still feel like he satisfies my "baby needs," if that make sense - he snuggles with me, doesn't talk, he still loves nursing. I sometimes wonder why I don't feel "baby hungry" yet - but it's because I still feel like Gavin is my baby. And let's be honest, he is still a baby in many ways - but he is also growing faster than the speed of light.
I really think the 2nd year, from 12 months to 24 months, is when babies change the most. You look at a brand new one-year old, barely toddling around, and then look at a two year old, talking in sentences, Ava knew her ABCs, could count to 10...they are suddenly little PEOPLE.
So here's to watching my baby boy become a little person.
And loving every minute of it.
It looks fine but the point of this post is NOT to show off how "great of a hair cutter I am."
NO no nooo-oo.
Quite the opposite, actually ha.
BUT when I was done
I still feel like he satisfies my "baby needs," if that make sense - he snuggles with me, doesn't talk, he still loves nursing. I sometimes wonder why I don't feel "baby hungry" yet - but it's because I still feel like Gavin is my baby. And let's be honest, he is still a baby in many ways - but he is also growing faster than the speed of light.
I really think the 2nd year, from 12 months to 24 months, is when babies change the most. You look at a brand new one-year old, barely toddling around, and then look at a two year old, talking in sentences, Ava knew her ABCs, could count to 10...they are suddenly little PEOPLE.
So here's to watching my baby boy become a little person.
And loving every minute of it.
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