A running dialogue of my life...family, friends, work....and the craziness I sometimes see and hear.
Wednesday, June 2, 2010
The end of babyhood
My Grandson Noah is 21 months old. The child was born with a head of hair and it grows like a weed. He's had several haircuts in his short life. But this week, he had his first "summer haircut".
2 comments:
"awwww" is right! What a cutie-patootie :-) Great way to start my day with a smile..thanks!
he is just adorable no matter what!
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