I wanted to trim Ethan's hair so we went outside with the buzzers and set them at 1 inch. Everything was going well, the haircut was looking good, then Ethan (who hates getting his hair cut and screams the whole time and acts like your torturing him) moved quickly, jerking his head back and into the clippers, making and almost bald looking spot in the back of his hair. Crap. So we had to just buzz it all off to make it even. So now, his hair is the shortest it has ever been, I mean it...ever! He was born with a head full of hair. Thick, black hair. Gave me the WORST heartburn throughout my whole pregnancy. He likes the haircut alright. I think we were all very shocked at first, but now he has hair like daddy's and that makes him feel grown up. He told me he likes having "daddy" hair.
Here's a picture of Ethan and Paige the day we brought Ethan home form the hospital. I love how different they look. Paige with her light skin, blonde hair, (blue eyes, you can't see) and then Ethan with his dark skin, black hair, (brown eyes). Paige looks just like Jim's baby pictures, Ethan looks like mine.





