I actually had lots of fun, happy stuff to include in my post this week.
We did lots of swimming: with friends in our building, at the public pool with my mother-in-law and sister-in-law, at my friend’s house with her family. We went to the zoo and saw dinosaurs. We went hiking. Awesome stuff, right?
But I chose to write about the hair. I was looking at pictures on my phone today and I realized how many I have of Declan’s hair. Seriously. His hair is epic. He has refused to get a cut for the last, oh, six months or so. I am so happy he did that.
Declan’s hair has always been something to talk about. When he was born it was dark and fluffy.
Then it got redder and very, um, floppy.
When he turned one, we cut it short.
And now? Now it is just…breathtaking. I luxuriate in Declan’s hair. It’s calmed from a dark, reddish auburn, to a lighter, coppery, almost strawberry blonde. It morphed from fluffy, to floppy, to full-on curly. The summer weather and lack of a trim has left him with gorgeous, ginger-kissed ringlets all over the back of his head. I just can’t stop myself from snapping pictures of it all the time.
I just can’t get enough. I am in love…with my son’s hair!