Saturday of Easter weekend demanded a milestone event for Benjamin. It was long overdue, but I finally decided to cave in to the first haircut. We arrived at the barber in the morning, only to be told that he no longer does first haircuts. I explained that I was Ed's daughter and Bobby's sister and he immediately took on the task for us. As a side note, this barber has been cutting my dad's and brother's hair for over 15 years. He even came to our house after my dad's accident to cut his hair for him when he was still wheelchair-bound. He proceeded to let Stephen (and the rest of the customers) know what a great family I come from. I agree.
In any case, back to the point-the haircut. Benjamin did fairly well with the experience, though there were definitely a few shaky moments with a lot of tears. In the end I was forced to see Benjamin as a little boy now-no longer an infant or a baby. He will always be my little baby, but he really is a lot bigger and more grown up now.
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