a portrait of my child once a week, every week, in 2013
The hair. So many people want these locks trimmed, but I just can't... not yet. I don't really have a good reason, except that his hair is still baby fine and not one of those thick manes that lends itself to a crisp bowl cut... and more importantly, this is still the hair that he was born with. Sure most of it rubbed out at some point, but I am certain one end of one tiny wisp has been with us since the start. How can I just lop that off?! And yes it does get in his eyes, and yes I don't comb it as diligently as I should... but why should a messy face full of hair be a privilege reserved for girls? He's already learned to brush it off his forehead (a move that always makes him look like a teenager), and I love how the new humidity is introducing little curls. Some day a haircut will find us, but not today!