It's about damn time. ( to jog your memory, he went from this to THIS).
It was more or less on a whim. We had loosely agreed to wait until he was a year old before cutting his hair, but I just couldn't deal with picking it out of his eyes and I couldn't clip it back in public due to my husband's deeply ingrained habit of gender stereotyping.
My friend Jill, who is a professional stylist, did the cut - so Koa lucked out (referring here to the slew of bad hair cuts I have given our other son)
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