When we woke up this morning, Mark had mentioned that he needed to go get his hair cut. Poor Grant, until today, had only gotten a little cut here and there by me. The back of his hair was starting to snarl really easily at night (as you can see in the very 1st picture). Though I loved the curls that he was getting, I decided Grant needed to FINALLY go in. There was a little wait and then it was his turn. It didn't phase him for a few minutes, and then the tears slowly worked up. He cried, and wanted me to hold him. It broke my heart!! I was sad to watch the little hair he had worked SO hard to grow be cut off! After the cut, he was awarded a lolli-pop, which he loved.
I watched him today, and was so amazed at how big he is getting. Mark's mom baby-sits him during the day, along with three other three year olds. Since he has been going to her, he has changed completely. He is such a little boy, and is even acting older than he is!! This hair cut makes the transition complete... My baby is no baby anymore!! But I would have to say that he is a lot funner now!! I am so blessed to have such a wonderful spirit!!!
Oh, and, yes, I got my house clean finally!!