So as this was happening, my uterus was taking a real beating. For some reason, watching Big learn to shave was just as difficult as him learning to walk. I just can't handle him growing up. I'm not ready no matter how much he is.
See this little wing on the side of his head? That featherly looking part of his hair? Well that's his "flow" and he loves it. Was adamant that we didn't cut it.