Don Don and Hozzy Retire - Joey Goes For a New Do

Happy Monday, Friends! How was your weekend? It's really starting to feel like fall in our neck of the woods, which made a football-filled Saturday, and a little bit of yard work twice the fun.  Oh, how I love you, October!

The biggest event of  our my weekend was Joseph receiving his very first haircut.  I've been putting it off for weeks, because I just can't bear the thought of him growing up.  For me, cutting our baby's hair makes me feel like I'm putting him on a fast track to the teen years.

So what if he has a mullet? Who cares if it's wildly uneven and completely unwilling to be tamed? A haircut at this age is kind of drastic, don't ya think?

This is the unreasonable reasoning my brain has been doing for the past two months.  I really just want my boys to stay little forever.

Sniff. Sigh.

Joseph is incredibly sweet.  He endures the crazy affections of all of us so very patiently.  Smothery smooches, squishy hugs, relentless tickling fests, and the after bath grooming of his long locks by five ornery, giggling brothers is definitely something we will all remember about his baby stage.

His long, wavy, super-stylish hair has earned the littlest boy in the bunch a few nicknames.

In addition to this top-curl, he can also rock a pretty serious Donald Trump style comb-over, thus earning him the name, Don-Don.  This is NOT a political plug for Mr. Trump.  Sorry, Donald, Rubio/Fiorina is our ticket.

Oh, Don-Don. You would get our vote!

Woo-wee! We think this is what Mr. Trump looks like with bed-head, minus that adorable face.  

Then there's the Eric Hosmer mullet.  The first baseman for the Kansas City Royals might be able to make an 80's coif look cool, but it's not working for my sweet pea. 

The back of Joey's hair looks like Hozzy 24/7, which is probably the number one reason why I had to get over my maternal attachment to his baby locks and give him a trim.

Mr. Blue Eyes sat just long enough in his high chair for me to give him a nice little all over trim. Charlie stood by and handed Joey one Craisin at a time to pacify him while I snipped away.

Steve came outside after we finished, and Joseph spotted him right away, flashing him the biggest "check out my new do!" grin.  Don-Don and Hozzy have officially retired.