Thursday, January 17, 2013


Raccoon has only had three salon haircuts in his three years of life, apart from a few random curls I've trimmed myself. I took him yesterday for the third one, hoping just to even out the ends a bit, but the hairdresser pretty much left my little guy looking like a shorn lamb. I know it will grow back, and even with it so short, I can see his curls ready to jump out again. But I still felt sad. There is something magical, at least to me, about baby hair.

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