On Saturday Denver got his second haircut ever. I LOVE the long curls but it gets to the point where it's a huge challenge to detangle it. And it's not worth the fight . . . right Denver? I'm so thankful for the little place right in our small town where they know how to cut his hair. Not everyone, in fact very few people, can cut African hair so it's important to find someone good. And that we have. This is the same place where I buy the product I use in Denver's hair. After some trial and error when Denver was first home, we found the best stuff ever. It's one thing - I very rarely use something with it - and if I did, it would be in the same line. The stuff rocks. And when I go get his hair cut (both times), the stylist comments on how healthy his hair and his scalp are. So that's always proof that we're doing something right.
Here are a few pics from the cut. He wasn't super impressed. He would have preferred to sit on my lap again like last time but I told him that he was a big boy now and could sit all by himself. Telling him he could wear a black cape just like Batman helped!
Deep breath Mommy . . . it's only hair. It will grow back!