Sun had his first haircut today! Yes, he’s 3 months shy of his 3rd birthday and he has only now really needed to have his locks chopped. He was such a bald baby it seemed like he would never grow hair.
Watching him hop up into the chair and have his hair snipped off caused a lump to form in my throat. His fine, wispy hair fell to the floor and he was transformed before my eyes. He lost his baby face long ago but today he emerged from the hairdressers very much an independent toddler. A little boy.
He’s growing up, and now his new look reflects his evolving personality. He’s very busy being a defiant and super sweet and back-chatting and enchanting toddler. Whilst we waited for his turn he sat back on a big leather couch, his shoes not even reaching the end of the cushion, reading a book. He looked so small on the couch but so grown up flipping through the pages of a Dr Who book.
It’s these kind of moments that make me step back, take a deep breathe and appreciate the now because he may be mightily difficult at times but he’s only ever going to be 2 once.