I can't say I was all that surprised to see Jackson born with a full head of hair. I, myself, am always remembered by the little old ladies in my hometown as the girl that was born with more hair than most two-year-olds have. My dad used to tell me that all the nurses at the hospital loved me because they could play with my hair and my mom told me that she had to cut my bangs when I was only a few months old. Jackson definitely got the hair gene from me!
I was hoping that we could resist the first haircut until after he was a year old but frankly, I was getting a little tired of hearing, "Oh, what a cute little girl!" The front was starting to get into his eyes and the back was taking on the shape of a mullet. It was time.
I, of course, instantly regretted it because he looked so different afterwards. I missed his long, shaggy hair...mullet and all! Bye, bye to the baby look.